Aranee : Writing

A Waltz in the Sky

A Waltz in the Sky

A Story by Aranee


She was busy scribbling down her thoughts into a leather-bound notebook. After penning down her final thoughts, she put down her ink pen and stared..
A Dinner With Bruce Wayne

A Dinner With Bruce Wayne

A Story by Aranee


I wrote this story on the spot for a class presentation, within about 30 minutes, as was the given time frame. Picture taken from DeviantArt and belon..
Holding On

Holding On

A Story by Aranee


I don't know who held on tighter, just that we didn't want to ever let go.
Streetlight

Streetlight

A Story by Aranee


I was always there waiting for you, a streetlight waiting in the dark.
Superwoman

Superwoman

A Story by Aranee


My mother was a Superwoman. She always saved me, but I couldn't save her.
In The Dark

In The Dark

A Story by Aranee


If only the killing would stop, maybe Zoya will stop fearing the dark.
Part Of Me

Part Of Me

A Story by Aranee


Inspired by my own pathetic life that sucked me dry of happiness. And the narcissistic teacher who decided to erase my very being.
Heaven

Heaven

A Story by Aranee


Heaven is a person, for a place would be lonely without company.
Those Warm Hands.

Those Warm Hands.

A Story by Aranee


Machines are always considered non-living but are they really? It seems to be that we abuse everyday objects, machines in particular and are not aware..
The Music Box Dancer

The Music Box Dancer

A Story by Aranee


Machines bleed too, in a way that we don't consider it as bleeding. They have feelings even though we say they don't. They have souls and a life i..

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