Natashasview

Growing up, I use to gaze at the J train passing over the Williamsburg Bridge wondering about its contents. Who were the people? Where were they going? What were their stories?

I wrote plays and short stories in my journals. Acted out a few with my younger cousin. Eventually taking it seriously. That was the beginnings of Natashasview.

Please hang out and check out my work, Natashasview On Writing.

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