Ramblings - A Collection of Short Stories
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I have a nasty habit of suddenly getting ideas when I'm trying to sleep. Hence, my iPhone has become my best friend. Currently, I have so many bits and pieces of ideas that aren't good enough to be stories chapters long. I've decided to turn some of them into short stories and post them here (:
The pieces of thoughts that pass through my head may not fit together as one, but, if they stand alone, they have the potential of being more than ramblings in my mind.
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