Areeba Irfan
Bio
writing on thoughts, and other matters from which we went through. trying to give words to the feelings we can't describe sometimes
Stories (2/0)
The last Letter
Emily had always been a fighter. When Jack was diagnosed with cancer, she had been by his side every step of the way, supporting him through the treatments, holding his hand during dark times, and cheering him on when he began to recover. But then, six months ago, he passed away, and Emily was left alone to grieve. The sun was setting as Emily sat down to write the last letter of her life. She had been fighting cancer for two long years, but it seemed like she was finally losing the battle. Emily's husband, Jack, had passed away six months ago, and she missed him dearly. But now, she was ready to join him.
By Areeba Irfanabout a year ago in Families
The First Idol
“Stop daydreaming Mr. Delano.” In a moment, Mrs. Frampton, subjecting the tender wallflower of my affection to the grotesque spotlight of her indifference, made me cease contemplating my life’s end, the one theme of my existence: Andrea Taylor.
By Areeba Irfanabout a year ago in Confessions
