"One hot summer night, a sixty-year old skinny carpenter wiped the sweat off his forehead, stared at one of the carpentry's corners, and recalled a rooted memory. It didn't take him long to retain the cause of the weaknesses of his right eye and ear. It was his father's huge palm slapping the little nine-year-old face because he brought home a small carved wooden ship." Slaps affect people's lives differently. Some hammer nails in their coffins, others put them to hibernation, but the most noteworthy ones are those that bring people to life. Some of the slaps, indeed, engraved the person's life not only physically but also mentally. Inspired from true story, Saber, the nine-year-old boy, had been shaped by his father's palm bodily and perceptually. Although he had taken back by the hasty slap that weakened his right eye and ear, he dug up an iron will to follow his passion. After all, a smack that marked for decades would definitely develop the backbones of his determination. How did the engraving slap affect Saber's life? Enjoy Reading. ❤ This fiction is dedicated to the memory of my father. ❤ NOTE: Inspired from true story: This story events have few similarities with the true one. Facts are manipulated and dramatized, and some characters along with other events are fictional. NOT REVISED OR EDITED BY SOMEONE ELSE, SO IT MAY INCLUDE MISTAKES. BE WARNED. Word Count: 3 145 words

She was sold out to another family, locked up away from her newborn baby, and tortured at time she should have been loved, tendered, and cared about. Based on true story, Masa was on two turns and she must choose one route to go. Should she continue walking that gloomy monstrous way, or should she turn to the bright lovely one? A sad memory departed another sadder memory until Masa had realized that she had a miserable life. She had recognized that upon investigating love which she'd never known since childhood. What was her choice after all? Enjoy Reading.

The author talks about poeple actions these days People being down in ways and kinds People what they mostly think about themselves Failure and success . . Its incomplete and still working on it

My heart spoke. I listened. I wrote.