Hi, everyone!
I am Aleezeh, a writer under construction.
This piece of writing may have a lot of mistakes in it because the fact is that my English is not very strong.
Also, I have chosen this title because I feel this story is really very dark, and there are so many people out there who are facing this darkness right now in their lives.
This story is a real story, all the characters in this story are real, and I have interacted with most of them. I am 80% sure that this story will help a lot of people to open their eyes, to broad their perspective, and to know that sometimes, we think that our abuses and our harsh sentences will ignite a spark in somebody, but it can hurt them so bad that they can risk their lives.
This story is for all those parents who have a communication gap with their kids, who think they can make better decisions for their kids, so they don't even bother to ask their kids that what do they want for themselves. Parents are right most of the time, but not every time.
My request is that, please read this story, and try to understand the message I have tried to convey. I hope you guys will enjoy reading this.
Leave feedback, negative or positive. I will be happy to hear from you.
I will be posting the next part after 3 days.
Happy reading!
Love,
Aleezeh.
YOU ARE READING
DARK
Short StoryShahmir, a painter, was found dead on a fine Monday morning under the greenwood tree. He wrote a letter to his father, Sikander Khalid. With his death, he opened a lot of eyes and gave them a lesson. Your words can kill someone.
