The Pen and the Backpack

Every morning, as I pack my books and notes, one thing always finds its way into my backpack — my pen. To many, it’s just another stationery item, but to me, it’s my voice.

By day, I am a student, learning about the world. By night, I am an author, creating worlds of my own.
Each page I write feels like a bridge between my lessons and my dreams — one teaching me how the world works, and the other letting me shape a world that could be.

I don’t just study to pass exams; I study to tell better stories. And I don’t just write to entertain; I write to share a part of myself with the world.