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Yesterday, I was surfing the net while I saw a job post at the airport. I have already applied before, but hearing no news. Despite that, I applied again hopelessly. When I studied at the university, I dreamed of working at the airport while my fellows were talking mostly about teaching and how to be a good teacher. After my graduation, I was full of life and determined to achieve my goals to make my parents proud of me,...

In my childhood, I had lived in a house without neighbours, so I raised up in a calm sphere, only my brother who I had played with all the time. I felt as I lived in a desolate world.When I was eight years old, one sunny afternoon in March, on arriving from school, I had told mom and my grandmother proudly ( to show that I have friends too) that my girlfriends were coming to my home to play together.At school, I was lonel...

I laid on a couch, and she sat on another couch in silence. Then she had uttered with a mockery smile who is the older? You or Laura?I had answered "I don't know," and went on during the study period; we had been in the same grade.The stupid elder women: ooh! I had remembered your birth; I had visited your parents to congratulate them. After six months Laura came to the world.I was ashamed in her place; she remembered eve...

An evaporated dream Broken-hearted A confused mind The lost years Are the resume of my life Pain, sadness and crying Become my everyday tasks I hate looking to the mirror Because of my unchanged features Just red eyes, red nose and blown face Caused by untimely tears Whenever I remember that  My hopes of yesterday become the worries of today And the reason for my existence in the past Now is the source of my misery Damn t...

Morning

I am truly grateful to Mr Larry for helping me to improve my writing.

Another day rises, I'm afraid of waking up Without a plan or novelty as always. It's a bright morning But, for bright people. Though, for me... The sunrise seems like A smoke bomb. It only... Cuts my heart, Destroys my soul, Ruins my thought, And ends up in a pool of tears. I feel like a combat inside Between two unfamiliar souls. I keep wondering! Which soul is mine? Who I am? What I would like to do? But guess what? No...

Every season has its own features which make it special and different.Certain people admire the summer's weather; hot sunny day, going to the beach and eating glaces.While others prefer winter; rainy days, wearing coats and enjoying the smell of the soil which helps a person to relax and seems like a breath of fresh air.Personally, I like the latter because it gives me a new breath,just the sound of raining as well as the...

Anne was tall, thin and a nature girl. Her parents passed away when she was 18. Ever since, she had lived with her aunt in a small village. She hadn't finished her study, however, smart she was, however hard-working she was. The distance was a hindrance to drop out of university, and doing just the housework. One day her aunt had suggested to her to go to the town and live with her son who worked there as a journalist. An...

A bunch of questions crossed people's mind constantly, mostly how to achieve a dream and make it real by overcoming difficulties and failure that each of us encounter.Life is like a ship, and human being is a captain. If the captain leads the ship to the right direction slowly but surely, and considering the high winds as means of help to direct the boat rather than an obstruction; consequently, the ship will arrive the p...