There once was a man who uttered these words: "To be, or not to be, that is the question". He did not know what would become of his words, there were his alone to utter into the wind. He did not know that others would ponder on his crisis, he just knew what was happening then. His words spoke on hundreds of years, his heart still beats in the ones who know. The ones who know of the hardship and trials faced.
There once was a girl, who was terrified of the sun. So she stayed inside, where it was dark, and played alone. Her parents didn't know what to do with her, so they left her there while they drank their worries away. One night, her father came home and told her to face her fears. She didn't listen, she couldn't listen. She wouldn't listen. He forced her out into the daylight and told her to look around. The world was not as terrifying as she thought. Grass was greener than she imagined, the clouds more lazy than she could dream. the sounds of the world filled her ears and she became light with happiness. She did not hide anymore, she embraced the light.
There once was a writer, who could put anything they dreamed of down on paper. Their thoughts became what others thought. The breaths of the readers were in sync with the writer. The hearts of those who read are one. One day, the writer didn't know how to write anymore. They looked for inspiration, but found none. They looked to the sky and saw in the clouds all of the achievements they had, so they passed their work to an apprentice. That apprentice became a man who uttered these words: "To be, or not to be, that is the question". He then had a daughter who was afraid of the sun. She then became a writer, who achieved much in her life.
Can relate so much to this:
"One day, the writer didn't know how to write anymore. They looked for inspiration, but found none. "
I really love this and enjoyed the story. Just my type of story. Send me some read request if have a new story, I really would love to read more :-D
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
Thanks so much!!! I will gladly send you more requests! Thanks for reading and commenting, it means .. read moreThanks so much!!! I will gladly send you more requests! Thanks for reading and commenting, it means a lot to me!
Can relate so much to this:
"One day, the writer didn't know how to write anymore. They looked for inspiration, but found none. "
I really love this and enjoyed the story. Just my type of story. Send me some read request if have a new story, I really would love to read more :-D
Posted 10 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
10 Years Ago
Thanks so much!!! I will gladly send you more requests! Thanks for reading and commenting, it means .. read moreThanks so much!!! I will gladly send you more requests! Thanks for reading and commenting, it means a lot to me!
He did not know what would become of his words, there were his alone to utter into the wind
Was the "there" intentional? It felt like a spelling mistake to me... should it be "they"?
(I know that you tend to type quick so sometimes you make those little bitsy mistakes :) :P)
HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love this story Panda! It is a sweet little awesome story!
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Whoops! yeah it was supposed to be "they". Oh well....I will try my best to reread what I type befor.. read moreWhoops! yeah it was supposed to be "they". Oh well....I will try my best to reread what I type before I post. Thanks Polar!