Wrinting or at least good writing is an outgrowth of that urge to use language to communicate complex ideas and experiences between people.and that is true whether you're reading shakespeare or bad vimpare fiction, reading is always an act of empathy. It's always an imagining of what it's like to be someone

More people speak English than any other languege, but according to English langueges expert David Crystal, non-native speakers now outnumber native speakers by three to one."There's never before been  a languege that's been spoken more as a second languege than first,"he says. By the end of last year, the number of adult English speakers inAsia had reached 350 million. And according to the British Council, in ten years time 2 billion people will study Englsih and about half the world's population will speak it.

    He watched us with a dark scowl on his bitter face. The anticipation drained from his eyes, and then, just before the forest came between us, his face suddenly crumpled in pain.
I know that last glimpse of his face would haunt me until I saw him smile again. And right there I vowed that I would see him smile, and soon. I would find a way to keep my friend.
Edward kept his arm tight around my waist, holding me close. That was the only thing that held the tears inside my eyes. I had some seriouse problems. My best friend counted me with his enemies.

      Somebody told me once that if you stand still in the forest long enough...u will see signs of a hidden struggle. Raging between forces of life and decay, that the survival of the forest itself depends on the outcome, and that the good guys need all the help they can get, and that if you don't believe it, take a close look, and if you still don't look closer,