"I was always dazzled by the power of the inescapably suggestive and accurate word, I couldn't figure out how the writer knew enough to use it when so many other and more familiar approximations clouded the mental screen, and I have never stopped trying to do the same."
-- Peter Straub
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Goiing Up
A general fiction story by hasib981The elevator halted on the 5th floor. A bald man in a grey suit walked in followed by a middle aged woman.
One Fine Lunch
A general fiction story by hasib981They always had lunch together, the café on the second floor, at the seat by the window. He had his spaghetti and an extra plate of fries, and she had her soup.
A tree will meet its demise.
A general fiction story by hasib981As time rolled by, it had cast a think dark fog into my existence.
Those lustful trifles
A general fiction story by hasib981it is best not to delve to such trifling matters.
Journey to Srimangal
An essay article by hasib981The sounds were omnipresent, yet the birds remained hidden from view. The air was a delicate cocktail of unknown fragrances that heightened the atmosphere. We were in Shangri La. Our entire adventure has culminated to this..................
Confessions of an introvert
A general fiction story by hasib981I was literary trying to bury myself deeper into my book which I might add, was only helping to cause an uncomfortable pain in my neck region. How fitting, since that's what those girls were!
