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The Man, The Monster and The Hanging Man
#WritcoStoryPrompt6
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge watching the sun sets. Those 8 hours a day school times which was way less stressful as of now, playing pranks on our least favorite teachers, those royal last bench fun, sleeping in boring classes like a boss and the same time bring out an Oscar worthy performance when got caught and getting thrashed by that teacher. Huh good old days which will ever be nostalgic. My whole life events drifted past in front of my eyes right from my school days when I was a nobody, those college days where my evolution into what I am right now started apart from my All India Rank of 7 and the me now who is a successful actor after a lot of struggle, I thought all those...
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge watching the sun sets. Those 8 hours a day school times which was way less stressful as of now, playing pranks on our least favorite teachers, those royal last bench fun, sleeping in boring classes like a boss and the same time bring out an Oscar worthy performance when got caught and getting thrashed by that teacher. Huh good old days which will ever be nostalgic. My whole life events drifted past in front of my eyes right from my school days when I was a nobody, those college days where my evolution into what I am right now started apart from my All India Rank of 7 and the me now who is a successful actor after a lot of struggle, I thought all those...
