Anisha walked into the library. As she smelled the clean air, it felt good to be in a library again. Back home, her library was her only source of comfort. How much fun she would have, writing stories and reading with her best friend. Ohh how she longed for home........
Anisha went into the "S" section, and pulled out "Treasure Island" and from her pocket, a small little notebook she kept for writing. She found a small table in the corner, perfect for cozy reading and writing as idea came to her.
As Anisha pulled out her pencil and jotted down some ideas, she felt her mind go blank. Oh how she hated writers block! How lonely she felt, how she longed for comfort and company....
Anisha went into the "S" section, and pulled out "Treasure Island" and from her pocket, a small little notebook she kept for writing. She found a small table in the corner, perfect for cozy reading and writing as idea came to her.
As Anisha pulled out her pencil and jotted down some ideas, she felt her mind go blank. Oh how she hated writers block! How lonely she felt, how she longed for comfort and company....