Storytelling – All Power to the Hormones
As the letter slid through the mail slot, a sense of unease crept over her. The weighty thud of the envelope on the plush mat, followed by the eerie creak of the slot closing, sent shivers down her spine. She cautiously entered the narrow stairwell, her eyes fixed on the ominous letter. The matte-quality envelope, bearing her name and address in precise handwriting, held a mystery - There was no sender...
This is the beginning of a compelling story. And stories are precisely what this post is a…