A Short Story – Ghost
It took me quite a long time to be inspired and write this story. I mostly make titles of my pieces consisting of only one word. For this short story I didn’t exactly think, I just thought of a word which could hint what the point of what it is. My story is like a little ride for my readers through an abandoned city, I had to look at many pictures of abandoned cities before I could actually write well, I’m pretty sure everyone does that. Couple of hours before finishing the story I was completely helpless, I could not think of a thing that was when I went through my oldest writings, when I used to write stories consisting of only 150 – 200 words. So, I thought why not twist it up a bit and make up a flash fiction. But sadly it didn’t work either, I, then gave up hope I just sat there listening to the same playlist I hadn’t updated since December of 2015 (I need shots of new music every month). Finally It clicked, why don’t I listen to a playlist on spotify, a playlist called Indie Mix, like what better playlist to work with than this one. It worked like magic. After every sentence I would close my eyes and imagine myself in the story, I’d imagine all the little details about the scene and try my best to put it in words. It was quite a journey for me too, writing this story more like typing this story. It starts of as a narrator telling their readers to close their eyes and imagine the world he/she is giving them. My friends read this story and they loved it, I think this is my biggest achievement.
A Poem – Next To You
I wrote it poem because I felt like I should. I’d been meaning to write something about it for a long time. It is about acknowledging the people who fight for their lives everyday. Music. Music, helped me write this poem. The purpose for this piece was to take the people by their shoulders and shake them, and tell them to open their eyes before it’s too late. People usually get blinded by their emotions that they don’t consider other people, they might bash them or worse and they don’t even realize that. People are not evil, they are not heartless, it’s just they just need to learn how to be selfless. What inspired was that around me there are many teenagers who are struggling to keep it together on the inside, but on the on the outside they are like sunshine in a dark room. I started writing this on my way home from school on an app, and it has been a constant editing process even up until when I came up in front of the class. Writing takes a lot of thinking for me, and before I write any thing I usually imagine myself as the main character. Mandeep gave me many great ideas to change a sentence and convert it into a heart wrenching punch line. It took me days to actually come up with something good, and it didn’t make me cringe (Well, sometimes it did, but who cares). It was quite an eventful journey writing this piece, I never thought I could a good story let alone a good poem. I’ m so proud of my growth as a writer.
A Non-fiction – The First Day of School
It didn’t take me long to write this piece because my first day at school was not long before when I wrote it. What I was feeling back then I poured it out in my non-fiction piece. In a way it helped me accept what has happened, and it is a drastic change but it didn’t break me. When I was writing this I kept on going back to the first day and my last day at the college. It was hard for me when I started to realize while writing this what I had lost. I wanted people to know what it’s like to be a new kid plus a new kid in the country too. I didn’t exactly rely on music for this, because I was sure of what I was feeling. I revised it again, and again to make sure that I was expressing enough of what I had felt, because writing is to express and I wanted to make the most of it. After all of this I think I’ve become a stronger person than before, I’ve learned to accept the change, and I’m still learning. I hope I turn out good. I’m not really good at expressing my emotions directly, it’s rather easy for me to hide them in my writings. I don’t know what to say about it more than this.
A Free Choice – Resurrection
The inspiration behind this was one of my college friends. One day we were all having fun, and she was just sitting in the corner on the verge to cry. When we asked her what’s up, she broke down. She told us how her boyfriend was acting all weird. I always knew what kind of a sh**head he was so there was no surprise, it was like a “I told you so moment.” Anyways, she told us everything, and when I was on my way home I just needed to do something so I started thinking how it would feel like to be in love since I had (and still don’t) no experience with that, I started listening to all the love songs, and finally was able to know what It felt like (not really). I first starting writing down how “perfect” they were for each other, it was a little hard to do that but I managed. Then came the best part of the story, the betrayal. For the next part I started listening to breakup songs, which was quite fun. I sometimes feel bad about her breakup, but most of the time I feel so happy she broke up because that gave me inspiration. What a great friend. Music helped me know how it feels to be in love, and what it feels like when your heart is being stomped on.