☼ Fosua J. Antwi
Joined July 2021
1 story
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Words.
They are a combination of letters deprived of meaning until you decide to give them one. They‘re instruments.
I'd like to show you how I play with them.
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A thousand nights.
My dad had always been reserved. He used to be cheerful, with lips that never failed to show a smile. I remember those horrible jokes he used to tell; regardless of how bad they were, they always seem to make me crack a smile. He was an introvert at heart who would recharge himself in the tranquillity of the early morning, sipping coffee while his eyes scanned over the news headlines.
By ☼ Fosua J. Antwi 5 years ago in Fiction
