Nonliving Stories

A teenage girl confession

This book is just about the poor things which get destroyed in stories. It's just like...portraying non-living as living by making it up into a character. Sorry for the lame description. I do not intend to copy any stories. The characters, names, places and things are fictional and any resemblance is purely co-incidental.

It is a short story part of teen life dreams and imagination and love and hatred in non-living world . It symbolises love, compassion and sacrifice.

This is a collection of essays, a very specific type of essays which provoke thinking and understanding : autobiographies of inanimate objects. Yes! That's right! Never heard of something like that?! Well, now you do! Sounds ridiculous?! Why don't you give it a read?? I promise you a good read! *wink wink*

I will use this book to bring non living things to life... It is my personification and poetry space.

I am a Nonliving. That doesn't mean I'm dead, or a zombie. It's just the thing they call a person like me. I am the only person like me.....

~not written with a pencil~

A wooden bench facing the busy road has its own point of view in life. What could be its feeling to be able to connect to the living.

real thoughts and feelings of being depressed