Just completed my 12th boards.
I've always created stories in my mind,
but never had the courage to publish them... until now.
I'm just a reader like you-
someone who fell in love with books,
never thinking I'd write one of my own.
But after seeing the world...
after feeling things I was told to ignore,
to accept, to stay quiet about-
I realized how easily silence is mistaken for weakness.
They don't see what girls carry behind closed doors.
They don't hear the battles fought without a voice.
They only see the quiet... not the strength.
But we are not weak.
And if pushed far enough-
we don't just survive, we transform.
I will write fairytales but
Also about broken girls who rise,
love that feels a little too real,
and silence that becomes strength.
Because here...
every scar has a story.