Crinkled pieces of paper flew across the room in a rush to the ground. A square of blank now full with lines, but this was not good enough for her. "Siri how do I become a writer?" "What dont you see..." Confused and upset she put this dream on hold.
In the distance she saw a bunch of green leaves surronding a wodden chair. She took her time to walk towards the seat, as she sat she remembered her long lost dream.
... To be continued
