Hey,
I see ricky has an interesting side. I would love to continue this story. I also write short stories and flash fiction as a hobby. Here have a look of a few paragraphs of my work.
I am a 49 year old mom of an 8 year old kid. Today, I was diagnosed with leukemia. I was told that I only have five months to live. Naturally, I broke down inside the room. I heard a rustling and little steps outside-- it must be my
daughter. I tried my hardest to hold my tears. A little head peeked inside, it is her. I tried to fake a smile, but to no avail. Frowning she came closer.
"Why are you crying, Mama?" she said.
"No it's nothing," I replied.
"Mama, you said liars go to hell," she insisted.