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Young Writers Society



About me

Hi all,

I love to write - be it poems, articles, stories and the like. Whatever I write mostly comes up from the spur of the moment and I don't really start off with a basic idea. I just write based on how I'm feeling and what mood I'm in.

I'm a big auto-buff and gadget-freak. I hope to become an accomplished Journalist someday.

Hope you enjoy my writing and feel free to give me your feedback as well.


Interests

Video games, photography, cooking, fun with friends and family, traveling, surfing the internet and writing.

Occupation

Student

Website

http://wp.me/8QFX


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien