I want to create universes, parallel to this, using only a pen and a paper. Every time when I want to start writing, I unloved it. But it will flash me off whispering to me that this is the only medium that I can draw monsters and free them off from my imaginary prison without the fear of getting caught. It's like how the Tom Riddle's diary whispers to Harry in The Chamber of Secrets. The sound of my mom crying when she got beaten up still echoes in my underground chambers inside my head. Now, I...
A volunteer. A former debater. Keen for martial arts. Living life prosperously.
Member since April 12, 2017
Age 19 • 1 Post