Again my life: Based on a true story

The untold story of a boy was written for the whole March. He constantly sharing his life experiences, passions, desires, dreams and preferences. You might read his articles several times, but his only goal was for you to know him well. He doesn't like flowery words to make himself presentable while he describing himself. All he wanted was to write and share it with transparency and genuineness.

Looking back at his articles last March. It was a steady and consistent. He published exactly 30 articles over 31. He doesn't know how he did all of it, but one certain thing is clear. He was goal-driven. All along he was tired finding a suitable sites for him to write. Readers who will love him and his very own works. He kept thinking about starting to write in a famous writing and reading application called wattpad.

He wrote two stories consisting of 30 plus chapters. His readers loved his fictional, thriller story that caught their attention well. Everything seems fine because he finally did what he loved to do. One time, he lost his phone. He unknowingly left his phone in the bus which the phone slipped through his pant's pocket. He went home crying, not because he lost his phone. But he cried due to he will not be able to write again. He didn't know his email password and the number registered was in his lost phone.

Trying to build up himself again, but the fire to write seems dying day by day. Whenever he checked his work on wattpad, his readers kept commenting about when will his work be updated. The hot, emotional tears flowed in his cheeks. He decided not to check it anymore and leave it just like that. He left his passion in writing because he felt very disappointed.

However, the opportunity still keeps knocking on his door. His high school friend kept bugging him about to write on the school publication because they know how much he love writing. He ignored it. He ignored everything about writing because he thought it is a waste. Waste of time. Then, the opportunity still doesn't end. His teacher asked him personally to join and write. Although he doesn't want to write, but in his school essays. His teacher knew how much potential he has in writing.

Later on, joined the publication and wrote several articles. It was published in his school and read by students, teachers, administrators and principal. He received many congratulatory letter from his teachers. He felt good. He felt it is the start again. He graduated with high honor and he was so proud of it. It is the symbol of his hardwork and overcame trials. He soon entered college, however school publication is way different here.

In his freshmen year, he cannot wait to join the school publication. He wrote an extra article about the current event back then. It was written passionately. All the time, whenever he write something he make sure it was good and readers will find it worth to read. He submitted his work and left with smile. Three days later, his friends received an email regarding their submitted article. They were admitted and passed. However, he did not. It was a big mistake for him to expect that he will be passed. He was asked by his friends if he received the same email they got. He smiled and said maybe it's not the right time for me.

Couple of years after, pandemic happened and everyone stayed at home. He had no choice but to start doing different things. He tried painting and learned from YouTube university. However, it didn't worked out well. He then switched to learning guitar from his cousins. At first, he found it interesting. His sleep pattern changed because of his tremendous amount of effort practicing it over and over again. Unfortunately, he it didn't last long. The guitar was borrowed so when the owner asked him to give it back, he had no choice.

Again, he had nothing left to do. He kept ending things not so well. All he wanted was to learn something new. Something he can replaced from his passion, writing. He was about to sleep when his phone get a notification that someone message him. It was his college friend. She messaged him about if he's interested earning while writing. When he saw the word writing, he shut down his phone and thought about it never again.

Early in the morning, his college friend kept insisting that to try it because he might earn well. She knew that he was a good write because he can write in different genre. He gave it a shot. He found it interesting since many users are able to earn money. Days went passed, he didn't know that his passion in writing came back gradually.

He earned quite well in his first month in noise cash platform. His posts are different things but mostly more on about himself and his journey in daily life. It worked out well. His earnings are saved in one of his digital wallet. In fact, he doesn't want to spend it because he's afraid that his writing will take away from him again. Months had passe since his first post. He never thought that it would be fun. Meeting new people, creating a virtual community, and earning cryptoo particularly bitcoin cash.

Today, he is happy writing this article. He is happy not because of his earned money, but he can write again. His passion in writing came back and he continuously hone it until today. He may be not a great and famous writer. However, all he wanted was to write something passionately with people reading his own works. He is truly grateful for your support direct and indirect. He is overflowing with joy and positivity. Again, thank you so much!

Thank you for reading!