The Wrong Road

A Year ago, It was night and there was no light. A candle was lighted up and all of us were gathered to get a bright from the candle. That’s when it hit me. I had spent my whole day doing nothing except for working house chores since there was no school. The situation we were in right then was very dangerous. There was no service, no data, no transportation, no school, no bank, no water, no electricity… Everything which could be necessary were off. I saw My mom then. She was resting her head on the wall, her eyes closed. Everyone could guess She was sleeping but She was not. She was just resting her eyes. She had spent a lot of tired and scary days. She did everything She could for the sake of us. My father was not with us right at that time. He was out of country. She was the one who was protecting us since long time ago. And what came to my mind right then, was a question.

“ What should I do to help my mom?”

It was then when I brought an old book of school with a pencil and started writing a story, or more over like a novel. I started spending my time writing more stories. My Aunt was an author. I asked her if I could publish a book, I thought since I was 16 there could be a limitation but, She assured me and told me I can publish books and I should write more and more. Thanks to her and to my mom, they supported me and I did not stop writing.

And Now, this book had gotten publiShed and you do not know what kind of Joy I am feeling right now. What I shortly want to proceed is that, I never knew I was talented. I never knew I was gifted till that night. I discovered my talent. I discovered my gift and used it into my own advantage and I am now showing it to the world.

My intention on creating more stories, more novels increased and boosted highly up more than I expected. Every time I wrote stories, I wiShed if someone could read them and praise me for my work. My sisters and brother were the one who did not stop listening my story as I told them how the story ends. At that time, No one was around me but my family. Since then, I started to understand that, A person is nothing without family.

The reason I had wrote this story is because I love such puzzled stories. On how someone goes to rescue their partner and how they finally win. Such stories amazed me and at that time, I thought this story should be written as my fingers wrote it on the paper. I wrote it with all my attention drawn towards the essay, careful not to annoy my readers because if I did, I will really get devastated.

My lovely readers, you are my mirror right now and I need you guys to read this book and give me your comments. All your blessing never fails me! Thanks!