The soft glow of the laptop screen lit up Firdose's face as she stared at the empty document in front of her. The blinking cursor seemed to mock her, waiting for her to take the first step. She sighed, running her fingers through her hair.
"How do I even begin?" she whispered to herself.
Her mind wandered back to the little girl at the yacht.
"Please tell me your story!"
Those words echoed in her heart.
Taking a deep breath, she placed her fingers on the keyboard and typed the first line:
I wasn't born with silver spoons or golden opportunities. But I was born with dreams that felt too big for the world I lived in...
As the words flowed, her mind drifted back to her childhood—the warmth of her home, the laughter that filled their small house, and the moments that shaped her.
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The smell of fresh roti and curry filled the air as young Firdose sat at the tiny wooden table, scribbling in her worn-out sketchbook. Her mother, Amina, watched her with a gentle smile.
"What are you drawing now, meri jaan?" her mother asked, placing a plate of food in front of her.
"Clothes, Amma!" Firdose beamed, holding up her sketch. "One day, I'll make the most beautiful dresses in the world, and you'll wear them, and Appa will be so proud!"
Her father, Imran, chuckled from the corner, adjusting his glasses as he worked on his accounts.
"We're already proud of you, beta," he said softly. "But remember, dreams need hard work. Are you ready for that?"
Firdose nodded eagerly. "I'll work harder than anyone, Appa! You'll see."
Her siblings, always playful, teased her as they passed by.
"Fashion queen! Just don't forget us when you're famous, okay?"
Even when money was tight, their home was rich with love. Her parents believed in her, even when she doubted herself.
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Back in the present, Firdose smiled softly at the memory. She typed:
My parents didn't have much, but they gave me everything I needed—love, support, and the belief that even a girl from a small home could dream big.
She paused, staring at the screen.
Her journey wasn't easy—the late nights, the failures, the moments she wanted to give up—but it was hers. And now, she was ready to share it with the world.
"Let's see where this takes me..." she whispered, clicking 'Publish' on Wattpad.
Little did she know, this was the beginning of something far greater than she ever imagined.
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