Subhan Wilde
Stories (52/0)
Writing my first story
In the cloudy, dim and gloomy winter night, together with my cousin who was staying at my house for the night, I decided to write a storybook — a book that we had always dreamt of, a book that would have all the fantasies we wished were true, a book that was pure magic.
By Subhan Wildeabout a year ago in Motivation
Own your mistake
It was a happy Tuesday afternoon. After a long day of classes, the students were now hurrying back home. Home time always made students happy. There were rings of laughter and chatter, a scream of joy from one corner where the students were celebrating someone’s birthday.
By Subhan Wildeabout a year ago in Fiction
A Frightening visit
“Winter vacations! Yippee! Let’s visit the woods!” my brother, Ibrahim, recommended. There was a timberland adjacent our domestic and going to that put was what we had needed to do for a few time presently. We chosen to require the advantage of the free time in our excursion and go to the timberland.
By Subhan Wildeabout a year ago in Fiction
The Pot Calling the Kettle Black…
“You aren’t acting normal,” my dad said with a dopy, concerned look on his face. He was a hard-working, soft and loving man. He was smaller than my mother, physically and figuratively. She sat beside him. She had a towering stature, with strong, swimmers’ shoulders, but she was hunched often. She didn’t really have eyebrows, but she didn’t need them. She had no problem conveying emotion on her face, especially negative ones.
By Subhan Wildeabout a year ago in Fiction
My Inner Superhero
It was a wonderful day amid the winter occasions. After having breakfast, I took my bat and ball, and headed towards the stop, which was fair five minutes’ walk from our house. I knew my companions would as of now be there holding up for me, so I was taking fast steps.
By Subhan Wildeabout a year ago in Fiction
We got caught!
It was supposed to be a simple plan. My friends and I had decided to sneak out of the house and go to a party that was being held in a nearby town. We had everything planned out, from the route we would take to the alibis we would give our parents. We thought we had covered all our bases, but we were wrong.
By Subhan Wildeabout a year ago in Fiction
A Meeting with Myself in the Future
I woke up to find myself in a strange room. Everything was white, and there were strange machines and gadgets all around me. I looked around, trying to figure out where I was, and then I saw someone walking towards me. It was me, or at least, it looked like me, only older.
By Subhan Wildeabout a year ago in Fiction
If Only I Would Have Listened
Regrets are a part of life. We all have things we wish we had done differently, decisions we wish we had made, and moments we wish we had paid more attention to. If only we could turn back time and change things, we tell ourselves. For me, the phrase "if only I would have listened" rings true, and it is a regret that I carry with me every day.
By Subhan Wildeabout a year ago in Fiction
A Time That Was Just Not Fair
Life is full of surprises, some good and some not so good. We all have our share of experiences, both pleasant and unpleasant. However, there are times in life when we feel that we have been dealt with an unfair hand. It is during these times that we feel helpless and powerless, and everything seems to be against us. One such time in my life was just not fair.
By Subhan Wildeabout a year ago in Fiction