Love
Silence Part 3.
It was the height, masculine body, strong legs, heavy dark complexion, and a chest to drool for that drew me to Akin. The guy had good taste when it came to fashion, why lie? On his good days, he willingly aided in dressing me up. I swear such stances made me feel queenly and I fell deeper. The way he looked at me when turned on, how he laughed at my not-so-funny jokes, held my hand while walking, and hugged me tight after a long day of not seeing each other. The surprise dinner dates, birthday presents. Every single day was Valentine to us, and we fell hard for each other. That didn’t last long enough to see this day, and after 7 years this is me warning my entire generation and the one to come that Love is sweet but it can turn out to be both bitter and sour.
By Catherine Nyomenda3 years ago in Fiction
Silence Part 2
For someone who has gone through so much at a tender age, I am ready to open up and hope beyond hope my acquaintances would grab one or two from my own story. I am not in any sort of denial that everyone has involvements that in a way wrought them, and this, in turn, makes them lead diverse walks of life. Life is a series of ups and downs and from what I know, and have read a thousand times is that life is a journey. It is a journey of 1000 miles that grants us both bliss and dark days. Some say life is short (What makes it short, I don’t know)
By Catherine Nyomenda3 years ago in Fiction
The curious case of a miss white
This story begins far away in a land with a very enchanting forest. Although this forest was exceptionally beautiful, their lies a dark secret unspoken by most. There was certainly something very suspicious going on at the whites palace. A happy kindom this used to be. Now with an erie shroud, and no one has seen the lovely Miss Snow White.
By Sarah urffer3 years ago in Fiction
A World in Color
She’s spray painting an unmoving escalator in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. An attestation of love. An arching compassion. Her honor—to all—at the mall of hate. She sees we’re all stuck, without a care for real change. We talk a lot, say we accept everyone, swear we don’t discriminate…It’s a lie. Our biases have become our true nature. But she’s beautiful, forgiving us all, while making her world the way she expects it to be—believing someday we will all agree. A future, that should be now, where our hearts will grow to love all.
By Hannah Sharpe3 years ago in Fiction
CINDERELLA REIMAGINED: CLOCKWORK DREAMS
In a realm where technology and magic intertwined, the tale of Cinderella unfolded in ways unforeseen. Picture a sprawling city illuminated by neon lights and adorned with steampunk wonders. Here, we meet Ella, a young woman who toiled day after day at the Clockwork Factory, crafting intricate gears and mechanisms that breathed life into the city's machinery.
By ANGELICA. A3 years ago in Fiction
We Love You
In the quaint town of Willowbrook, where cobblestone streets wound their way past charming cottages and flower-filled gardens, there lived a trio of inseparable friends: Lily, Owen, and Emily. They were known throughout the town for their unwavering bond and their habit of saying "We love you" to each other at every parting. Their friendship was a beacon of warmth and kindness in a world that often felt cold and distant.
By John Abiola3 years ago in Fiction





