Ryan starts writing his story again.
So, where were we. Yes that rules. After the club, I remember going back to my house. My dad had was at his work. He used to collect woods and sell as it was work assigned to our
family. Every family had been assigned different work by the club. Some run shops, some were in farming, some business. So, our was tree surgeon and I was next to be one after my father.
After we reached home I went to my room. I was hungry so I rushed to the kitchen, then was going to start my food.
Mother : Wait ! son have you prayed before starting your food .
Me : Sorry! mom. Thank for reminding me . Then I started praying. After I lift up an apple kept in front in my table.
Mom : Do you know Ryan? Why we eat apple? And why do others don't?
Me : Yes, mom you told it million times.
Both Mom and Ryan saying "Apple is our sacred gift and its color red is itself our lord . So, apple is one of our important food ."
Ryan starts eating apple and goes to his room.
Let's stop this story for a while.
Ryan stops writing and starts to think.
Getting interested about what's next???
Okay this next story is one thing you will not want to miss. This story self surprises me. I get lost in my head about our existence. Hope you would not get lost like me. This memory mine is a little long but you won't want to miss it..... Lets start
Ryan starts writing his story again.....
A mysterious story begins.....