HE HAD FOUND HIS HOME ... STEEMIT WAS HOME ! (MY INTRODUCTION)

Eyes glowed red , with tear marks making ridge like structures upon his face . He had felt it all and lost it all, and the word ‘pain’ couldn’t describe his anymore, for hiss ran deeper than any word could ever go . But somehow in her words of comfort , he found solace .Every word he read was like a jar of cold water poured upon the burnt areas of his heart, making the pain bearable with every sentence he went through. He knew then that he was in the right place … He had found his home . STEEMIT was home !

Welcome dear community to MY own little piece of Heaven!

Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Phanuel Jr. A writer, port, blogger and a lover of all things literary. Truth be told , i do feel like i am home . Something about this mystic land of steemit seems oddly familiar and satisfying.Am i having deja vu? Hmm, i guess time will tell.

Right , onto it , I will keep my introduction short but frank.Over the next few years i promise those who are ready to run with me smiles, i promise them tears too.I promise them laughs and gasps.I promise that sometimes you're going to want to reach into your monitor and slap me, sometimes , well, sometimes you just might want to hug me :-) .With the pen as my sword i promise them victory , but most of all , i promise them adventure ! So please, be part of 'them' , and be the family i share every vital stroke of my pen with.

Join me , as we begin one journey we will never forget!!!

Oh, thats me , by the way-sharing our first steemit laugh already .

I look forward to many happy memories together .Until the next one , stay blessed and keep STEEMING!