Childhood
Under the Moon's Spell: The Journey from Eternal Twilight to Starlit Splendor
The twilight draped lazily over Arcadia, its hues soft and comforting. The townsfolk carried out their daily routines, their reverence for Artemis evident as they gathered at the chime of the nightingale's song. Every evening, they congregated in the central square, bowing in reverence to their guardian of the moon. Following their rituals, the women attended to the needs of the children while the men ventured into the lush forest to gather sustenance. As night descended, they gathered outdoors, illuminated by the gentle glow of Selene, indulging in the abundance of their harvest.
hawk1Published about 4 hours ago in ConfessionsBenefits of Women
Around the world, feminism, a social and political movement that promotes gender equality, has drastically changed the lives of women. Feminism has empowered women and promoted a more just and equitable society by advocating for equal rights, opportunities, and treatment. It is clear from examining the many advantages of feminism for women and society as a whole that its influence extends beyond personal experiences to influence societal change and collective advancement.
Nouman YousafPublished a day ago in ConfessionsNickelodeon: Learn from the dark, but Remember the light
I have been the biggest Nickelodeon fan since I was a toddler. Some of my greatest memories as a little boy can be captured in the recollection of all the cartoons, sitcoms and young adult dramas that I binge watched on Nickelodeon in the late 90’s and early 2000’s. Even in my adulthood I’ve always looked at Nickelodeon as part of the penacle of what made life so great during my youth and I still love Nickelodeon culture to this day. Nearly a decade into my adulthood I started learning that there were scandalous secrets from behind the scenes that Nickelodeon was hiding. Over the course of the past couple weeks the details of these secrets have made their way to the public and everyone who loves Nickelodeon has been brought to their knees.
Joe PattersonPublished 2 days ago in Confessions15?
They were out on the counter. When they weren’t on the counter they were in her grandmas drawer. Second one from the bottom, under her socks and tank tops.
sophia carmenPublished 3 days ago in ConfessionsHaunted Houses in UK
Stories of haunted houses dot the spooky terrain of the United Kingdom, captivating the imaginations of many for generations. The UK is home to charming homes and old castles that have a long history of paranormal activity. These eerie residences serve as silent, mysterious, and fascinating witnesses to the past. We examine the spooky stories behind some of the most well-known haunted properties in the UK in this investigation.
Nouman YousafPublished 3 days ago in Confessionsmy confession
In the depths of my solitude, I stand alone, As the world crumbles, I bear the weight on my own. A shadow looms, a relentless black cloud,
lamar breauxPublished 6 days ago in ConfessionsNickelodeon: Childhood NOT Ruined
This week the network known as Investigation Discovery released a four part documentary titled Quiet On Set: The Dark Side Of Kids TV. The point of the documentary was to uncover the behind the scenes abuse that was endured by the children and women who worked for the iconic children’s television network known as Nickelodeon. Countless fans who were born in 80’s, 90’s and early 2000’s were anticipating a floodgate of secrets that would uncover a hidden history of scandal, but not even those who were privy to the sketchy private lives of some of Nickelodeon’s biggest creators anticipated the rollercoaster of emotions set free by this documentary that is quickly taking entertainment media by storm.
Joe PattersonPublished 6 days ago in ConfessionsHealing from Within: My Feelings of Inadequacy and Seeking Self-Love
I'm tired of hearing that I have no reason to feel how I feel. I'm tired of hearing that I lacked nothing and that my parents gave me plenty - everything they could sacrifice.
Gabriela Trofin-TatárPublished 9 days ago in ConfessionsEMBRACING THE DRAGON WITHIN
The strings of power, courage, and determination that weave into the fabric of life are a tale of empowerment, fighting hardship, and raising from the ashes. My mother and my sister, who have been my major supports in life, materialize as living human manifestations of a dragon, each presenting a portion of the legendary living being’s shifting characteristics. Meanwhile, I analyze what strings define me. I try to describe power as acknowledging the fact that I am vulnerable and not. It is a barely heard rumble that shatters the silence within the flow of taking gracefully and steadily wherever it may take me. The unseeable courage reflects in my mother, a person with a life punctuated by hardships and achievements.
Annie AmalahaPublished 9 days ago in ConfessionsMy early internet life
Hi, you all don't know me, why would you? I left my days of running large accounts in the past, staying low profile for 10+ years, but as I've been seeing people talking about a creator with a bigger platform than mine, using he/they pronouns and has been posting about how older people should not be dating barely legal teens, and them using an audio from a popular singer, things have been brought up, and I hate it, but it's not something I personally did wrong. This is my story, so obviously the names will be changed at any point names are used.
Tania PangiaPublished 11 days ago in ConfessionsRegret, Guilt and Anger
In the quaint setting of Kasese District In the pearl of Africa, amid picturesque hills and winding streams, resided a young man named Mbusa Chrispus. His existence seemed entwined with a tapestry of remorse, culpability, and frustration, all spun from the threads of misfortune and unseized opportunities.
Chrispus MbusaPublished 14 days ago in ConfessionsDo you remember your favorite childhood snack?
In the peaceful village of Evergreen Hollow, nestled among gentle hills and lush forests, lived a young lad named Crispus. With eyes resembling chestnuts and a heart as pure as a mountain spring, Crispus exuded innocence and joy. Yet what truly distinguished him from his peers was his deep affection for a cherished childhood indulgence - golden cookies.
Chrispus MbusaPublished 16 days ago in Confessions