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What Love Truly Means
This photo was made to laugh....👇 Some girls said "Eya" when the man was insulting them.... I couldn't imagine.... I thought what can love do.....
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Fiction
Oh, the Holes We Dig!
Granddad and I always used to dig holes. “Why we digging granddad?” I’d ask. “I told ya son… might hit treasure or somethin’ interesting.”
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Fiction
It's A...
Charlotte rubbed her belly, beaming, and opened yet another pale-vomit-coloured onesie. "It's lovely, thank you," she enthused, to a backdrop of clinking flute glasses.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
From the Street to My Heart
A True Story of Unexpected Friendship and Unconditional Love” It was a chilly Wednesday afternoon when I first saw him. The city streets were unusually quiet, painted in the soft grey of an overcast sky. I had just finished a long day at work and was walking home, earbuds in, scarf wrapped tight, when something made me stop.
By k zarmalabout a year ago in Fiction
My Brother Passed Away in 1999. Last Night, He Sent Me a Text.
My Brother Passed Away in 1999. Last Night, He Sent Me a Text. I sat there for a minute, staring at the screen, my coffee growing cold in my cup. The message was brief: "Meet me where we buried the watch." No number. No contact name. But I knew that phrase like a scar—I was eleven when my brother whispered it to me the day before the accident. The day his car went off that cliff in 1999. We never found his body. We never found the watch. And now, twenty-six years later, my dead brother was texting me from a number that didn’t exist.
By Get Richabout a year ago in Fiction
Unravelling to Find Me
Chapter 1 It was nice--at the very least, better than home, although that's not very high praise considering that everything is better than home. From the outside, it looked like something out of a fairytale--a little cottage Snow White might live in. It felt like a place where you could breathe, where living wouldn't be restricted, where creativity would be encouraged, and where life would be worth living.
By AdharaWritesabout a year ago in Fiction
The First Teacher of Every Child"
"The First Teacher" In a quiet village nestled between the hills, lived a young boy named Sami. He was curious, playful, and full of questions about the world. But his world began and ended with one person—his mother, Amina.
By syed waqar ahmedabout a year ago in Fiction
The Color of Family
Nicole and her adopted son Joe are on their way to the store to pick up some groceries for the weekend. “Child!” Nicole started strikingly. “Will you slow down before you get us a ticket?” “We ain’t gettin’ a ticket” Joe assured. “If one-time stops us and sees that my mama is Caucasian and tall they’ll let us go” he joked. “If that’s the case then you should let me drive” Nicole suggested. “Well if I did that we’d never get to the store on time, because you drive like Ms. Daisy” Joe replied sarcastically.
By Joe Pattersonabout a year ago in Fiction
A Silent afternoon in May
A Silent Afternoon in May An Untold Story By: Mahir Sometimes, time engraves certain dates into our hearts—quiet, weightless, yet eternally glowing.
By mehadiabout a year ago in Fiction
How Long Do Instant Cold Packs Stay Cold? Temperature, Activation, and More What Are Instant Cold Packs?. AI-Generated.
Defining Instant Cold Packs Instant cold packs are handy, throw-away items used for fast cooling therapy. They are great when you need to soothe pain or shrink swelling quickly. You can find them in emergency kits, sports bags, or camping supplies. Instant cold packs used to ice athletic injuries are very popular. They are simple to use and start working right away. You don’t need a freezer or any special gear to begin. These packs are perfect for sports injuries like twisted ankles or for small accidents like bug bites or slight burns.
By Leah Braveabout a year ago in Fiction
She Said 'We're Not Right,' But Her Eyes Told a Different Story
She left without shedding a single tear. Just placed the key gently on my desk and gave me a faint smile. That smile wasn't bitter or resentful.
By Adam Collinsabout a year ago in Fiction
Life Lessons to Live by
Dog Guard Dog Capitan visited his master's tomb for six years. This faithful dog slept at the graveside of his deceased owner, Miguel Guzman, every single night following his death in 2006. After the funeral, Capitan disappeared, and the grieving family launched a thorough search to find him, putting up posters. Regrettably, the dog was not seen.
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Fiction