I don't know what I'm good at... but I do know I can't stop writing.
Words are my compass, stories are my home, and every blank page is an open door.
I write across worlds - sometimes soft, sometimes sharp - chasing the kind of tales that stay in your head long after the last sentence.
If you're here, maybe you're chasing them too.
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WARNING SHOTS
Flooded with spoken thought.
Yet Truth were Untold.
Worry and Fear, turned into anxiety.
In Scrubs: 365
A Year of Becoming a Nurse, One Story at a Time
by A Foret Riddle
The Silence I Carried
"Not all wounds are visible. Some live in silence."
Silence can be heavier than words.
I was only a...