Holiday
The Unsinkable Spirit
As the lights of the Titanic began to flicker and fade, fear spread like the icy Atlantic itself—silent, vast, and paralyzing. Yet in the midst of this looming catastrophe, one woman stood defiant. Her name was Margaret “Molly” Brown, and she was far more than a passenger on a doomed voyage. She was a force of nature—unyielding, compassionate, and unafraid.
By Ahmad shahabout a year ago in Fiction
My Twin Sister Died in 2005—But She Still Texts Me
I was only fifteen when my twin sister, Eliza, died. It was a rainy October afternoon in 2005. We were supposed to walk home together from school, but I stayed behind for a group project. Eliza took the shortcut through the woods—something we’d promised Mom we wouldn’t do anymore. A fallen branch. A slippery hill. A single misstep. They found her body at the bottom of the ravine two days later. Broken. Still clutching her phone.
By Muhammad Saeedabout a year ago in Fiction
Mastering the First Date: What to Wear, Where to Go, and What to Say to Leave a Lasting Impression
First dates are exciting—but let’s be honest, they can also be nerve-wracking. You're meeting someone new, possibly someone special, and every decision counts. From what you wear to where you go and what you say, each detail can shape how the date unfolds—and whether there’s a second one.
By Muhammad Saeedabout a year ago in Fiction
Cursed Summer
Have I told you about the cursed summer, back when I was a kid? I swear, that old dingbat of a teacher cursed us! We were acting up as usual, and she slammed one of our textbooks on the table, and there was a flash, and she said some wicked words!
By Meredith Harmonabout a year ago in Fiction
Eyes in the Night: A Wolf’s Tale from the Forest
The forest was alive, but silent. Moonlight filtered through the canopy, casting silver shadows across the undergrowth. Owls hooted in the distance, and the wind whispered through the pines. But none of that mattered to the creature standing still at the edge of the clearing — a lone wolf with glowing yellow eyes, ears twitching at every sound.
By Muhammad Saeedabout a year ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Tide: A Story Told in Shells
At first glance, the image is simple—serene, even. A ceramic bowl, resting gently on the damp sand, cradles an exquisite collection of seashells. They sit nestled together like quiet thoughts, each one shaped by time and tide. Beyond this peaceful arrangement, the shoreline stretches toward a glowing horizon, golden with the touch of evening light. A lighthouse stands distant and steady, a silent witness to the sea’s ever-shifting moods.
By Fazal Malikabout a year ago in Fiction
Highway Serendipity
Highway Serendipity As the sun began to set on the bustling highway, casting a warm orange glow over the endless stretch of asphalt, two strangers' lives were about to intersect in a way they never could have imagined. The hum of engines, the rush of wind, and the occasional honk of a horn created a symphony of sounds that filled the air.
By Bilal Muhammadabout a year ago in Fiction
The Wandering Mind of Willow
In a quiet meadow surrounded by silver birch trees and soft rolling hills, there lived a rabbit named Willow. He was not like the other rabbits who spent their days hopping around collecting food or playing in the sun. Willow was different. He had a habit—some called it strange, others charming—of getting lost in his thoughts.
By Fazal Malikabout a year ago in Fiction
Wings of Joy
In a meadow kissed by golden sunlight, nestled between whispering trees and a winding stream, lived a butterfly named Zara. She wasn't just any butterfly — her wings shimmered with the colors of sunrise and sunset, with flecks of silver and blue that sparkled when she flew. But it wasn’t just her beauty that made her special. Zara was known across the valley for something even more wonderful — she loved playing with flowers, all the time, every day.
By Fazal Malikabout a year ago in Fiction
Wings of Kindness
Once upon a time, in a lush green forest nestled between tall mountains and flowing rivers, there lived a tiny ant named Aroo. Aroo was small even by ant standards, but his heart was full of curiosity and kindness. He spent his days collecting food, exploring tree roots, and greeting all the creatures he met along the way.
By Fazal Malikabout a year ago in Fiction
