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He walked down the hall hoping it was wrong. It was all a lie. Curtains being torn in holes, but the plates were fresh, the smell of the supper still trapped in the house as he walked up the stairs. Still afraid, he opens the first door. He stood their like a statue and his…

Tuesday Thoughts.

Written By -Chirayu

Reminder Tuesday

“Help needs to them who are helpless, you are not helpless until your life leave you in a choice of death or attempt to die will be the last option to be called a helpless you”. This Help” as a Reminder of all those peoples, who have a fear of life. Every step feels them…