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  Match The story of a woman who was deprived of her life, and suffered from the vicissitudes of life. His lips were shaking slowly. He wanted to say something but could not. Anna had a feeling that she knew what Conrad was going to say. Every woman knows what men say on such occasions.   This had happened to Anna many times before. Every time she heard the sound of the call bell, she was poorly startled. This was because the bell was installed near the sink in the kitchen. Therefore, whenever she was near the sink and someone pressed a finger on the bell button, the loud sound would startle Anna badly. And that's why neither her husband nor her family used this bell. They knew what kind of condition Anna got after hearing the sound of this bell. She was busy preparing food for the family when the loud sound of the bell startled her. This time the voice was a little louder, so Anna was startled a little more accordingly.   She kept the knife aside and walked fast to the door. Two p

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This blog contains short fiction and short stories from America. Along with this, you will also get to read fiction and true stories from other countries.

My aim in creating this blog is that more and more people get attracted to reading. Because in today's busy world, the hobby of reading has almost ended among the people.


We should take some time out of our daily busyness and read books. So that our minds can remain fresh and stress can be reduced.  Books are the best companions of human beings.


Here are some famous quotes related to reading.


“A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. , The man who never reads lives only one."


“We pray, go throw your TV set away, and in its place, you can install a lovely bookshelf on the wall."


“The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go."


"Show me a family of readers, and I will show you the people who move the world."


"There is no frigate like a book to take us lands away."


All the stories on this blog will be available to you in the form of a book on Amazon. Because these stories are also published from the platform of Amazon Kindle Direct Publishing (kdp). From there you can buy eBooks as well as paperback books.


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