'After that night there was no trace of him, nobody knew where he went...'
° First attempt at writing a short story
• Criticisms & Suggestions, all are welcome
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"Okay, that's it!" Hannah crumpled up another page from her diary into a ball and threw it away. She had been working hard on setting up a plot for her new story for God knows how many days, but nothing seemed to satisfy her "writer's soul". She threw herself into the couch and started wondering how on earth she'd ever become someone's favorite author if things went on happening this way. Hannah was all lost in her thoughts when suddenly her dad knocked at the door- " Get ready honey, we'll leave in 10 minutes." She was going to see her mom at her place since vacations started. Her parents were divorced, and she used to live with her dad. Her mom was the only friend she had, whom she took after -the same blue eyes and the same brown curls that ran up to her waist. Hannah was the "geeky weirdo" of her school who was not among the pretty "divas" for whom life was all about getting decked up and impressing boys. Neither she was a part of the cool "party gang" who spent the Saturday nights partying and dancing. She would rather read novels, write stories and wander alone than doing any of them. Hannah was just not another "high school kid", she was different,almost alienated from the normal world.
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"Look! A shooting star, make a wish"
-Kathy pointed at the star-glazed sky; Hannah turned back with a smile - " I'm with you mom, what else do I wish for?"
The night's cool breeze smelled of the warm sea, a few little fireflies were glowing in the garden's bush. Kathy's bungalow was somewhere in the outskirts of Winden, behind the beach, where Hannah paid her a visit once in a while. It was almost midnight and the two were sitting on rooftop, beneath the endless night sky. Hannah's phone beeped with a text message that said -' Do you know what happens when you fall in love with a writer?' "What?" She asked back, and put her phone down.
" So, how's your dad doing?" Kathy looked at Hannah. " Oh, he has been a lot busy lately, hardly gets time to spend with me. Ask him to play scribbles with you-he has works to do, ask him to have dinner with you-again he has works to do. And he thinks buying me chocolates every other day would make me forget that ...duh". "It's okay honey, he must have something really important to do."
Hannah stared at her mom's blue eyes for a bit and asked- "Mom, don't you miss grandpa?" " Of course I do...why do you ask?" "Isn't it weird that dad's here with me, and still I miss him?"
A brief silence prevailed until Kathy finally managed to come up with something different- "Oh I forgot, did you enjoy at Bonnie's party last week?" "C'mon mom, you know how much I hate parties and small talks right? I mean, dancing around a bunch of strangers on loud music? Ugh, not my cup of tea. I almost died of boredom. "
