Ayesha Munir
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Hi, I'm a sophomore at the Institute of space technology on my way to complete my degree in Space Science. I write stories and other stuff cuz they don't let me write on campus, there ain't much opportunities but I seem to not stop.
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Simon was a famous writer who many times wrote against criminals who strolled in the city. With all the work that he did to expose the darkest truths about criminals, he managed to get quite a high amount of threats. Two years ago, Simon wrote against a congress politician who conspired and killed his wife. He wrote a book called 'The truth is said' and published it a year before he moved to Texas. He was married and had a daughter named Linda. The parents were not at good terms so Linda lived with her mother in California while Simon was working tirelessly all the way in Texas. He was determined and all he wished for was a career he was passionate about and a family he felt calm around.
By Ayesha Munir4 years ago in Criminal
November, 22nd
I remember walking past this old coffee shape everyday. Those old rusty windows and the crooked door made it look almost abandoned. I wondered who worked there. It was November 22 and the weather was pretty chilly. Mr. Joseph called me to come pickup the assignment he just finished reading. He wanted me to make a few changes to it. I left my apartment at 8:40 in the morning. The bus dropped me on the bus station about fifteen minutes away from my college. I started walking towards my college as I was texting my friends. The music played high in my headphones and I was dancing along the beat as I walked. Just as I entered the street, Mr. Joseph called me. "I'm really sorry kid but my son Ryan broke his ankle and I left for the hospital this morning" said Mr. Joseph. "Oh, It's okay. I hope he gets well soon" I answered as I walked towards a chair outside the old coffee shop. "Have you left your house?" asked Mr. Joseph as he breath heavily. "Yea, but it's totally fine. You don't have to worry" I replied in a soft voice. "Okay, Thank you so much. Listen I have to go" said Mr. Joseph. And before I could say anything, he hung up the phone. "What do I do now?" I whispered to myself as I sat on the chair. I placed my backpack on the little table and started texting again. I wasn't sure what to do anymore. The way back home was almost an hour and I had just finished travelling. I had not even had the breakfast so my energy was quiet low. "Hello sir, How can I help you?" called a shrill voice. I turned around and there stood and tall slim girl right in front of the crooked door to the coffee shop. She had beautiful black hair tied up in a messy bun. Her eyes were crystal blue and the sun made her face look moist and flawless. She wore a pink shirt and the headband matched her white skirt. "What a beauty!" I gasped. She laughed as I finished talking. Her smile was fabulous, those beautiful tan hands covered her lips as she blushed. "Thank you sir!" she replied. She has a badge that spelled 'Linda'. "Linda?" I asked. She nodded her head and said "That's my collogue" as she pulled out the chair next to mine and sat. "I'm Catherine, they call me Cat" she added. "Can I take you to a coffee?" I asked. "Haha, I'd love that but I don't know you" she replied as she fixed her headband. "DO NOT TALK TO STRANGERS! that's what they say" added Cat as she stared into my eyes. "Hurry up Cat! Take the damn order already" screamed a masculine voice from within the shop. "What would you like sir?" asked Cat as she stood up. "A coffee would be fine" I replied. She opened the door, turned back and gave me a smile.
By Ayesha Munir5 years ago in Criminal
Rita meets Sam
"Time travel is real" screamed baby Nina. "Have you finished your mashed potatoes hon?" asked Mrs. Foster. "Dad, Nina wrote on my journal. Why is she so annoying?" I yelled as I packed my bag in a rush. "She's a kid sweetie! Did you pack your lunch?" questioned Mr. Foster. "I am not a twelve year old anymore, Can you stop?" I replied as I walked towards the main door. "I'm leaving!" I screamed. "I'll pick you up after school ,Rita!" yelled Mr. Foster as he followed me. "No Dad, I'm going to movies after college. Can you for once stop treating me like a baby?" I replied as I walked towards the car. This was the only conversation going through my head when I woke up. I remember walking to the school, it was Monday. I ran towards my bed. I was looking for my cellphone. I could not find it. I tried having a peek out of the window, There were trees all around the house. I could not see a being. I could not hear Nina talking. Mum and dad were not yelling. I panicked and ran down the stairs into the kitchen. "Mum? Dad? Nina?" I yelled. Still, no one answered. I was trembling, my body was cold and I felt dizzy. I grabbed my school bag and smashed opened the door. There was a tall tree standing right in front of my house.
By Ayesha Munir5 years ago in Fiction
