Mystery
The eyes of the past
Hayley was a real nice girl , she never really wanted to harm anyone she was an excellent student and her parents were very proud of her. One day she made an accident and was roughly injured in this accident so she was quickly hospitalized and they called her parents immediately .The hospital decided quickly to make a surgery on her eyes so she doesn’t lose her seeing ability. After talking to her parents and doing the finances stuff the doctors decided that they would replace her lens with others of a guy that just passed out in some other surgery room.This was very tough and painfull but thankfully the surgery was done successfully. Haley rested in the hospital for few days and then returned to her family. They would make a party to enjoy her coming back and they would invite their relatives to celebrate her. She was sitting laughing and talking to the others, her aunt give her this sweet present and she was very happy ,but suddenly she would look through the mirror and see a litlle girl with a creepy face wearing a pink dress but full of blood and calling her while whispering ‘’please help’’. hayley got really scared and screamed calling her mama and after she went upstairs to her room and closed the doors very scared of what happened. Her mum followed her and knoced in the doors of her room ‘’ hayley what’s happening ‘’ she said.............
By el hariti adil3 years ago in Fiction
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By Emmanuel Ojenike3 years ago in Fiction
Cancer story article
young lady named Maya. She was a lively soul, known for her irresistible giggling and steadfast thoughtfulness. Maya fantasized turning into a craftsman and went through her days painting scenes from her creative mind. One radiant evening, Maya started to feel abnormally exhausted. Right away, she excused it as overexertion from her most recent canvas project. Yet, as days transformed into weeks, she saw her energy disappearing, joined by unexplained weight reduction. Concerned, Maya visited her family specialist, Dr. Patel. After a progression of tests, the outcomes were destroying — Maya was determined to have leukemia, a type of blood malignant growth. The news deeply affected Maya and her loved ones. As Maya began treatment, she wound up on a surprising excursion. Days obscured into evenings spent in emergency clinic rooms, encompassed by the blaring of machines and the quieted voices of medical caretakers. The chemotherapy meetings were tiresome, leaving Maya powerless and sick, yet she would not surrender. Through everything, Maya's enthusiasm for workmanship turned into her life saver. When she felt sufficient, she painted. Her materials turned into an impression of her feelings — brave strokes of insubordination against her disease, peaceful scenes that murmured trust, and dynamic twirls catching the turmoil inside. Maya's fight against malignant growth turned into a wellspring of motivation for the townsfolk. Messages of help overflowed in, and companions mobilized to assist with food, tasks, and everyday reassurance. Maya's craft earned respect past the town, with her compositions highlighted in neighborhood shows. Months passed, and Maya's versatility proved to be fruitful. Her malignant growth went into reduction, denoting a hard-battled triumph. Be that as it may, the fight had changed her. Maya arose more grounded, with a freshly discovered appreciation for life's delicacy and the force of human association. Today, Maya proceeds with her specialty, her canvases recounting an account of win over misfortune. She chips in at the neighborhood medical clinic, offering solace to those setting out on their own disease processes. Maya's story is an update that even in the haziest of times, the human soul can radiate brilliantly with mental fortitude and trust.
By Kausar Ahmed 3 years ago in Fiction
The man with no memory
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By Robert Kegel3 years ago in Fiction
Unveiling the Legend: The Chupacabra Phenomenon
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By Daydreamer3 years ago in Fiction
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By Wishorizon763 years ago in Fiction
