Adventure
Russell's Viper Attacks in Bangladesh
Late Russell's Snake Attacks in Bangladesh: A Creating Concern Lately, Bangladesh has seen an upsetting extension in Russell's snake (Daboia russelii) attacks, raising concerns among the public and clinical subject matter experts. These events highlight the prerequisites for overhauled care, preventive measures, and a better clinical response than snakebite episodes nearby.
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Fiction
Conscience, Cancer And Death! Part I
Carlene Melbourne was shocked when Shari, her former stepdaughter reached out to her on Facebook. She didn’t respond. She reached out on Instagram and Twitter too, and she still didn’t respond. Carlene removed herself from social media for the next ten years. She stopped contact with Shari’s father, her ex-husband, thanking God they didn’t have any children together.
By Annelise Lords 2 years ago in Fiction
Breaking Benny
All of the adults at the school Bonnie Glass currently attended spoke very highly of the 4th grader. Teachers raved about her intellectual and creative abilities, and school system employees from the Principal's office through the cafeteria and janitorial staff commented regularly on her politeness and manners. Many also mentioned her maturity, and there was no doubt Bonnie was mature for her age, both in body and in mind. She had hit puberty very early, first girl in her small town to do so, at least the first that she and the school nurse Ms. Charles, who had helped her through that very scary day, knew about. Bonnie's period had come on suddenly, ironically during first period, on only her second day in the 4th grade. She was caught completely unprepared and unawares. Her parents had not even begun to broach the topic of puberty or sex, thinking they had several years still of innocence before those awkward conversations would become necessary. Bonnie herself was as naïve as every other 4th grade girl and had heard only whispers of "monthly visitors" and other mysterious happenings from some of the older girls she sometimes overhead talking amongst themselves during recess. She had made it through that day without completely breaking down only thanks to Ms. Charles and her very supportive mother. Mrs. Glass had arrived at the school within minutes of receiving a distressing call from the Principal telling her that her daughter had started bleeding during class and been sent to the Nurse's office.
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Fiction
Reaching 180.80. Content Warning.
A Perspective Preface and Introduction "It's so fun to think that I had originally written the beginnings of the following tale within a comment section of an instagram reel. Regardless, I am eternally grateful to the countless heartfelt replies and encouragement of the many readers of this story. Their responses have inspired me to release the first of many adventures that is Reaching 180.80.""The story is told in a unique perspective that I believe will enhance the reader's experience. The style choice places the reader in the front seat of the tale as they venture forth from place to place through the eyes of a character. Your character will have to do their best to survive this world. Pain, danger, loneliness, loss, and the vast unknown are his foes... but will you see him through it all? From spectacles beyond measure, to the mundane of the daily—will you hear the beats of your character's anxious heart? Will you shoulder their burdens and bear them upon your very own? Will you truly see him to the very end and help him find what he's looking for? Well, if you have read and reached this far, why not embark on the reading adventure and start Reaching 180.80?" - David Zummy :)
By WriterZummy2 years ago in Fiction
Epilogue . Top Story - June 2024.
December 25th, 1943 Sunrise Clement still needed the cane his doctor prescribed to him once returning home to Canicatti. His favorite part about the walking stick, which he thought only the elderly folks needed to use, was Rosalie’s unwavering persistence in reminding him to use it every time he felt like rebelling. Which was quite often. It was a bit annoying he thought, but it was her pestering determination to keep him healthy during his recovery that continued to breathe life into his shattered body and soul.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
A DAY IN OUR LIVES
A Day in Our Lives The morning sun gently peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. As the alarm clock buzzed, Alex reached out to silence it, savoring a few extra moments in bed before the day began. Beside them, Taylor stirred, already half-awake and ready to tackle the day.The kitchen soon filled with the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Over breakfast, they exchanged their plans for the day—Alex had a crucial meeting at work, while Taylor was excited about a new project kickoff. Their mornings were always a blend of routine and anticipation, a shared rhythm that set the tone for the day ahead.As they headed out, the city was already bustling with life. Alex navigated through the traffic, mentally preparing for the presentations and discussions lined up. Meanwhile, Taylor took the subway, engrossed in a novel that provided a brief escape from the day's demands.At work, Alex thrived on the energy of collaboration, exchanging ideas with colleagues and strategizing for the company's next big move. The meeting was intense but fulfilling, a testament to the hard work and dedication that defined Alex's professional life. Taylor, on the other hand, found joy in creativity, sketching out designs and brainstorming with the team. The new project promised to be challenging, but Taylor loved every moment of the creative process.Evening arrived, bringing a sense of accomplishment. As they reconvened at home, Alex and Taylor shared stories from their day, celebrating small victories and offering support where needed. Dinner was a simple affair, a chance to unwind and reconnect. The conversation flowed easily, punctuated by laughter and shared dreams.Later, they settled into their cozy living room, a book in Taylor's hands and a documentary on Alex's screen. The day's hustle gradually faded, replaced by the comfort of togetherness. They cherished these quiet moments, a balance of individual passions and shared experiences.As night fell, they reflected on their day—another chapter in their lives, filled with its own unique blend of routine and novelty. The world outside continued its ceaseless pace, but within their shared space, they found peace and purpose.
By Anita Akombo2 years ago in Fiction
