The Predator’s Game
Myra admired herself in the mirror as she waited for her nail polish to dry. She knew that she looked awesome. A horn beeped. She
Myra admired herself in the mirror as she waited for her nail polish to dry. She knew that she looked awesome. A horn beeped. She
My ‘Me-time’, the best time of the day. It’s the time when I can take a break from chores and my demanding family. Ah, the
I had too many things on my mind that day. But that’s an excuse. What I did could’ve had serious repercussions. It was plain bad
It’s overwhelming to think about what will happen if you follow a path that isn’t very practical or that isn’t taken my many. It’s unnerving
I can’t even begin to tell you about the hardships I’ve had in my life. They’ve hit me like waves lashing against the boulders. One
They had an argument… a heated one at that, yet again … like every other day. These regular harsh exchanges that led them nowhere, robbed
My whole world had fallen apart. And here I was standing all alone and staring at it blankly… totally incapacitated by the feeling of rejection
I am restless. I chide myself for acting so weirdly. I try focussing on the words I am reading, but they don’t register at all.