Lucid

LucidIt was dark out, and we could hear the rain patter on the muddy puddles on the road. The petrichor was there, but it felt as if something was mixed in it perhaps petroleum, not like we’d noticed ...

Sanskriti ShrivastavaHi! I'm Sanskriti Shrivastava, an 11th grader who enjoys writing. from short stories to random proses to novels. A mind filled with endless ideas. I also enjoy dance, art and design. Hope you enjoyed the story!