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Dear writer Dear writer, For the umpte

           Dear writer Dear writer,

For the umpteenth time I'm writing this warning note: What if my story ends here with "that was the last time she breathed" sentence? That's when we are struck by the ugliest truths of life. 

Friday, 7th March 2014:

"Please, just a sip. Just a sip." It was Chaya's voice. End of that week, bottles were devoid of even a single drop of water, but I had 'mine'. That evening, I went home with a half-empty bottle and Chaya with parched throat.
           Dear writer Dear writer,

For the umpteenth time I'm writing this warning note: What if my story ends here with "that was the last time she breathed" sentence? That's when we are struck by the ugliest truths of life. 

Friday, 7th March 2014:

"Please, just a sip. Just a sip." It was Chaya's voice. End of that week, bottles were devoid of even a single drop of water, but I had 'mine'. That evening, I went home with a half-empty bottle and Chaya with parched throat.
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