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Voyage to Unknown: The Rise of a New Civilization
Chapter 7 A friend in the midst of turmoil Abdullah, Muaz and Maha ventured deep into the jungle so that the natives could not find them. After walking for a day, they saw some people hunting. Abdullah thought of approaching them but the problem was that they were dressed like the natives from the city they had escaped from. As Abdullah was thinking about approaching the hunting party a man saw him. He started shouting and all of the hunting party started to chase Abdullah and his friends. All three of them tried their best to out run them but due to exhaustion they failed. The hunting party tied their hands and made them prisoners. As the hunting party was getting ready to depart a man heard Abdullah talking to Muaz and understood their language. He started to talk with Abdullah and Muaz they were amazed as he was the first person in this unknown land that spoke their language. He asked them where they were from and how did they get here.
By Maatron Mallery3 years ago in Fiction
'Maria Clara at Ibarra' on Netflix Review: The Perfect Blend of Classic Storytelling and Gen Z Sensibilities
GMA Network's TV fantasy drama series, Maria Clara at Ibarra hit Netflix on April 14, 2023, and I recently rewatched some of my favorite episodes to write an honest review. Maria Clara at Ibarra was one of the most successful shows from the Philippines to date, earning a bronze medal at the 2023 New York Festivals (NYF) for Entertainment Program: Drama. In this review, I will attempt to divide in parts what made the show so captivating and why you have to see it if you haven't already.
By Karina Thyra3 years ago in Fiction
Volume 2: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
"Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets - Part 2" is the riveting conclusion to the second film in the Harry Potter series, based on J.K. Rowling's beloved novels. This enthralling movie takes us back to the magical world of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where Harry and his friends face the dark secrets hidden within the Chamber of Secrets.
By Mohammed Askee3 years ago in Fiction
The Telltales of a Boy Crying Pearls!
The throbbing pain in his head, the pounding heart in his chest, the soaked eyes in his sockets, the aching tension in his mind, all indicated what raced in his veins. He felt as if his soul had left his casket of a body and filled it with all the darkness and damnation it passed through. He slumped down onto his desk where papers were all soaked up and drenched in his tears. Suddenly a white shimmering light filled the room and something landed beside his chair while flapping of the wings swooshed the air around him. "Angel of Death! You're here already?" The boy questioned ever so innocently. "A soul as Young as you must not be awaited here in the deadly realm of the world where the living are feasted upon by their fellow brothers." The Angel replied. "Such is the reality of this damned world where your loved ones hurt you the most." "I agree. I'm afraid we might be getting late. Heaven awaits your arrival. You might want to have a last look at your home and family?" "My family? They're far off happy without me. I don't want to bid them a farewell glance and as far as this house is concerned, I'll only find memories to sorrow upon. I'm glad Heaven awaits my arrival." "Kids go straight to Heaven. But what injuries has your soul endured at such a small age? Grasp my wings and let's see the inner side of your soul while we travel." The boy grasped the Angel's wings with his hands ever so delicately and within the blink of an eye, he soared above the clouds, into the realm of mysteries where purified souls roamed about. The evil nature of this world gulped his soul down so hard that his heart gave up and his brain fuzzed out and left him at the mercy of an Angel, who beautifully embraced his soul and led him far beyond the curtains of living Hell. Background of the Heaven Boy! "You are nothing more than a coward! A shame to the family's name. You better back off freak. This is my room, you better not step in ever again. Oh! You sta…amm.err? You were born a weirdo, you still are a weirdo and you'll always stay a weirdo. You better get admitted to the Mental Asylum, because you don't belong here!" Huddled into a corner, his mind racing with all sorts of bullying and rage he had encountered at every step of his life starting with his birth, he sobbed into his sleeves. He had seen the cruelty of life at such an unripened age. "Hey what are you doing here? Don't you have a class to attend?" A boy called out to him in the bathroom. "Ye..es. I… am …uh.. lea..ving! He replied while stammering. After an entire day of being bullied at school, he reached the other arena of bullies, his home. He didn't want to face them so he ran up the stairs and locked his room. "Hey you're not going away with this attitude. We're hungry! Serve us food." His father called out from the lounge room. He couldn't stay locked up in peace, until he served them food, which he had cooked in the morning already. "Gi…ve… me … wa..ter… Freak!" His brother tortured him with stammering. His father started laughing and ordered him,"Hey turn on the TV, I don't wanna miss my show!" The rage burning inside him always felt like a building burning down in flames, which he never exhaled out. After gulping down sickening words of his family, he never felt hungry, and always slumped onto his bed pooling it with his most precious tears. Every night he prayed to Allah for mercy and to call him to Heaven out of the bounds of this unfair world. As sadness and hopelessness consumed him, he felt like he was drowning in an endless sea of despair. And just like that, his heart gave out, and his brain went fuzzy, leaving his soul floating aimlessly outside his body. What could have caused such a catastrophic event that night, that he couldn't endure further, is a mystery we may never solve, but one thing is for sure - his final resting place is one where evil can't even take a breath. So let's take comfort in the fact that he's in a better, safer, and happier place now, free from the troubles that plagued him in life.
By Syeda Ayesha Arshad3 years ago in Fiction
Marine Corps Stories: My Efforts
My wounds stemmed from the blast. Corporal Leminsin moved. I saw the muzzle flash. I heard the deafening sound of the IED. I lost my leg. I nearly lost my mind. But I’m still serving. I’m at a desk. But I’m still wearing the uniform in the Corps. I look at my bionic leg and am proud that I saved Leminsin’s life. I was awarded the Navy Cross for my efforts, and as a fellow corporal, it felt right.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction





