Fantasy
Where I should be
Ida startled awake in her seat, gasping for air, as if an invisible force had pushed it out of her body. “Kathrine, honey, are you alright?” Ida blinked quickly. The woman tilted her head. She repeated the question, enunciating every “t”. She sounded like the people in the movie Ida had seen at school, not too long ago. What was it called again? Right, “The Great Gatsby”.
By J.J.Washington5 months ago in Fiction
The Moon Princess of Ayanmo Forest. AI-Generated.
The Moon Princess of Ayanmo Forest Long before kingdoms were drawn on maps and before merchants crossed the great rivers of West Africa with caravans of gold and ivory, there existed a hidden kingdom known as Olori.
By Kelvinking Omoregie5 months ago in Fiction
Peace to the Falling II
Peace to the Falling II When the world remembers your fall, it rarely remembers the nights you survived. For Elias, rising once had seemed like victory. People applauded beginnings, admired breakthroughs, and celebrated momentum. But nobody prepared him for what came after—the quiet moments where applause disappears and only character remains. Peace had never arrived as comfort. Peace arrived as questions. What do you become when nobody is watching? How do you rebuild after disappointment stops feeling dramatic and starts feeling ordinary? Can someone who fell become more than the version people already buried? Years after everything changed, Elias discovers that falling was never the opposite of rising. It was the place where truth introduced itself. Old friends become distant. New doors appear in strange places. Some people return—not because they care, but because they now recognize value in what once looked broken. And slowly, he learns something dangerous: Not every battle is meant to be won loudly. Some victories happen in silence. Meanwhile, across different lives and forgotten places, others are fighting the same war— people who rose too early, trusted too quickly, loved too deeply, or gave up too soon. Their stories begin crossing paths. Because peace was never promised to those who never fell. It belonged to those who kept moving anyway. Peace to the falling II is a story about rebuilding, identity, endurance, and discovering that sometimes the strongest version of a person is born after the world stops clapping.
By Samson E. Gifted5 months ago in Fiction
Why Not Me (Why Not You)
Why Not Me (Why Not You) There was a boy named Yemi, though most people simply called him “Y.” Not because he was mysterious or special, but because life had a way of shortening people who were overlooked. Teachers forgot his answers. Opportunities skipped his name. Friends stopped inviting him when things got serious. Even dreams, it seemed, passed him like he was standing in the wrong line. Yemi grew up hearing questions that never came with answers. “Why him and not me?” “Why them and not us?” “Why does it always work for others?” At first, he believed those questions were unfair. Then slowly, he began to believe they were facts. By the time he was older, he stopped asking why not me and started accepting not me as the default setting of life. But something strange happens to people who stop hoping—they don’t become empty. They become quiet. And in that quiet, something either breaks them… or rebuilds them. Yemi’s breaking point didn’t come loudly. It came in small moments. A job interview where he was told, “We’ll get back to you,” and never did. A friendship that faded without explanation. A dream he told someone about, only to hear laughter disguised as advice. Each moment didn’t destroy him. It reshaped him. Until one evening, sitting alone in a dim room with a flickering light bulb, Yemi asked himself something different. Not “Why not me?” But— “What if I’ve been asking the wrong question?” The world had trained him to believe success was a door reserved for selected names. But what if the door was not selective… just difficult? What if it didn’t open because people were special, but because they refused to stop knocking? The idea felt almost offensive at first. Because it meant he wasn’t excluded. It meant he had a role in the outcome. And responsibility is heavier than disappointment. So Yemi did something small. He started again. Not dramatically. Not with confidence. But with repetition. He learned skills others ignored. He applied where he previously assumed rejection. He tried things he once called “not for people like me,” not because he suddenly felt worthy—but because he was tired of living as if he wasn’t. And slowly, life began to respond differently. Not because the world changed. But because he did. The same places that ignored him began to notice him. The same doors that stayed closed started to crack open—not all at once, but enough to let light through. Still, life did not become easy. That was never the promise. He failed again. And again. But something inside him had changed: Failure no longer meant “stop.” It meant “adjust.” Years later, Yemi stood in a place he once thought belonged to other people. Not at the top of the world, but far from where he started. And for the first time, he understood something that cannot be taught in comfort: Most people don’t fail because they are incapable. They fail because they stop too early. And all those questions from his past returned—but this time with a different answer. Why not me? Because I stopped trying. Why not you? Because you haven’t started yet. And in that realization, Yemi understood something simple but powerful: Life is not always fair. But it is not always final either. Some people lose because they are not chosen. Others lose because they stop choosing themselves. And the difference between those two lives… is everything. So if you are still asking “Why not me?” Maybe the real answer is waiting on the other side of one more attempt. Not because success is guaranteed. But because quitting is the only way the question ever becomes true.
By Samson E. Gifted5 months ago in Fiction
YNs– Grafitti. Content Warning.
2011 “Hey, this your boy Boss Man Tremaine. And I’m here to let you know about the dangers that lurk in your neighborhood. If something doesn’t seem right, make sure you tell an adult or call the police. If you are an adult, shield your children and others from terrors in your community,” Boss Man Tremaine declared in the PSA. “There I said it,” he announced to the director of the spot.
By Skyler Saunders5 months ago in Fiction
