Meriem

The silence here was never empty.

It was waiting.

I thought I had stepped away...
that distance would quiet everything—
the voices, the weight, the unfinished echoes.

But the halls did not forget me.

They whispered my name in the dark,
draped in shadows and secrets,
and every time I tried to turn away...
there were flowers left behind—
fresh, untouched, impossible.

Again.
And again.

As if something inside this story refused to let me go.

Perhaps I never truly left.
Perhaps I was only... being called back.

So I’m here now.

Not to begin again—
but to continue what was never meant to end.

I’ve already published three new chapters today, and tomorrow, I’ll be sharing three more.

Maybe this is my way of reminding myself that rejection may slow me down, but it will never stop me from telling my stories.

I’m still here.

And I’m still writing. 🤍

For a while now, I haven’t been as present here as I used to be, and some of you may have wondered why.

The truth is, I went through a period of disappointment that I never expected to feel this deeply.

When I wrote my novel, I never wrote it believing that I had created the greatest story in the world. I wrote it because I loved its characters, lived with them for a long time, and believed that what I had written deserved to reach readers.

Then came the journey of submitting it to publishing houses.

I used to think the hardest part of writing was finishing a novel that was hundreds of pages long.

I discovered that sometimes the hardest part is finishing it... and then waiting for someone else to believe in it.

There were rejections, and sometimes there was harsh criticism that made me question myself, my ability, and even the value of the years I had spent writing.

And honestly... I felt discouraged.

I stepped away for a while, not because I had stopped writing, but because I needed to find my way back to the reason I started writing in the first place.

And today, I can say one thing:

I am still writing.

Maybe I no longer write with the same innocence I had when I began, but I write with greater awareness, and even greater determination.

I still believe that the novel I poured my heart into deserves to find its way to readers, even if the journey takes longer than I imagined.

A publishing house may reject me. Another may reject me. I may even be asked to rethink some of what I have written.

But I will not allow a rejection letter to decide whether I am a writer or not.

So if I have been quiet for a while, please don’t think I gave up.

I was simply putting my heart back together...

And then I returned to writing. 🤍

The story isn’t over yet.

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thanks for reading my chapter one of the story CRACKS IN THE MIRROR : ANATOMY OF LIE. I rlly appreciate it, please stay in tuned for the next chapters. i am sure the plots would take you aback. BTW , Elizabeth Moore book sounds cool, I'll deff read in my free time.

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