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Aarnaa

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Hi! This is Aarnaa. I am a curious reader and an aspiring author looking read and write some unique stories. I am a university student and a content writer as well. Lots of love for the community! ^_^

2019-11-28 Joined India

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Obviously what exactly happened is yet to be revealed but it's getting quite exciting!

Among the mourning visitors at the funeral, nobody noticed the slender figure of a woman draped in a white shawl, covering most of her face, who just stood at one corner, staring blankly at the caskets being lowered to the ground.

Black Are The Tears That Bleed

Black Are The Tears That Bleed

Fantasy · Il_Dottore_writes

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*Mrs Roy - in case she is the wife. The imagery is far better in this chapter

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10mth
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Use smaller sentences for better clarity and readability

She gained consciousness sitting in a cab, with a shawl drawn over her. The cab driver was relieved to see her awake and suddenly asked her if she was okey, and kind of blatantly asked her if the old guy was someone she knew. Although a bit dazed, she remembered the incident, and read the situation, and quickly defused the misunderstanding. The old guy, who was sitting beside her quietly until now, gave her a kind smile. She noticed that he was dressed very formally, in what looked like office clothes, and in general gave off a very important individual aura.

Black Are The Tears That Bleed

Black Are The Tears That Bleed

Fantasy · Il_Dottore_writes

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Always check preview for these lines...also little tip...just a small one would do

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10mth
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You need a "yet" before he was not bothered! How does someone suffice with two pieces of bread? ~_~

Even though the school was pretty new, the lack of maintenance made it hard to realize that the building was only 6 years old. Anirudh strolled down the passage, passing by the classrooms bustling with overenthusiastic children screaming and jumping, although he didn't seem to be annoyed by the noise. As much as he hated the unnecessary noise, he was not bothered by the small children jumping, running, playing with each other. He sat down on a slab against the disfigured pillar, and focused on the two slices of bread he was holding. His mother had asked him to carry something more to eat, but he would mostly ignore her requests.

Black Are The Tears That Bleed

Black Are The Tears That Bleed

Fantasy · Il_Dottore_writes

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