Young Adult
THE Serendipitous Symphony
Once upon a time, in a small, bustling town nestled between rolling hills and a crystal-clear river, there lived a young and passionate musician named Amelia. Amelia possessed a remarkable talent for playing the violin, and her music had the power to stir the deepest emotions within anyone who had the pleasure of hearing it.
By Hammad Rehman3 years ago in Fiction
School Love Story
Once upon a time in the bustling town of Oakwood, there was a small yet lively high school called Willowbrook Academy. Among its students, two individuals stood out from the crowd: Emily and Jake. They were both seniors, each with their unique charms and talents.
By Andi Haryanto3 years ago in Fiction
Why Always Me
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled between rolling hills and lush green fields, lived a young boy named Oliver. Oliver was a kind-hearted and cheerful lad, but he had an unusual and often frustrating problem: it seemed that trouble followed him wherever he went. No matter what he did or where he went, he would always find himself in the midst of chaotic situations. This earned him the nickname "Why always me" from the villagers.
By Elgie Pingki-an3 years ago in Fiction
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Once upon a time, in a small town called Greenview, there lived a young boy named Timmy. Timmy was known for his cheerful personality and his ability to make friends wherever he went. He had a heart full of kindness and a smile that could brighten anyone's day.
By Ahmad Zamzami3 years ago in Fiction
the time keeper's gift
In the heart of the bustling city of Astoria, there lived a young girl named Amelia. She possessed a rare and extraordinary gift: the ability to control time. From a young age, Amelia could manipulate the ticking hands of clocks, pausing moments, rewinding time, or even propelling herself into the future. However, she had kept her powers hidden, fearful of the consequences they might bring.
By Johnny blind3 years ago in Fiction
All’s Fair in Love
Thursday- I stood poised behind the counter, my feet perfectly balanced. The dart was pinched neatly between my fingers. A carnie with a greasy-looking gray beard was watching me, but I barely noticed him, or his lazy eye on my every move, or his wheezy breath. All my senses were fixed on a purple balloon straight ahead of me. I narrowed my eyes and took a few steps back, careful that my feet didn’t kick up any plumes of dust from the dirty ground below me. I couldn’t let anything impair my sight now. From my less-than-perfect vision, the balloon looked about the right distance away for the dart to hit.
By Hayley Stokes 3 years ago in Fiction
Granting Freedom: When It's Time to Let Her Go. Content Warning.
Granting Freedom: When It's Time to Let Her Go Introduction: Relationships can be intricate and delicate, filled with joys and challenges. Sometimes, circumstances arise when a girl chooses to opt out of a relationship or expresses a desire to part ways. As a man, it is crucial to understand that forcing someone to stay in a relationship against their will is counterproductive and can lead to further emotional distance. In such situations, it is important to grant her the freedom she seeks and focus on building your own future. By doing so, you not only display strength and self-assurance but also create an environment that allows for personal growth and the possibility of a stronger future together, should destiny allow.
By Masonwabe Nyanga3 years ago in Fiction
6 Must-Watch Movies for an Enthralling Weekend
As the weekend approaches, it’s the perfect time to unwind and enjoy some quality cinematic experiences. Whether you’re a fan of action-packed thrillers, heartwarming dramas, or mind-bending sci-fi adventures, there are countless movies out there to entertain and captivate you. To make your movie selection process easier, we’ve curated a list of five exceptional films that promise to offer a memorable weekend movie marathon. So grab some popcorn, settle into your favorite spot, and get ready to be transported to exciting new worlds.
By Lazy writer 3 years ago in Fiction
I Am Tired
"I am tired. I am really tired." The voice of a man, who has lived a fulfilled life, who has achieved his dreams, echoed through the large bedroom. Whatever that could have triggered that statement will remain unknown to the people who reside nearby. I know a man who stays in my neighborhood. He goes by the name, "GUY." The name sounds strange, as well, unique. Guy lived a life that you would call "sweet." At 18, he bagged his first degree in Economics. Then, went on to further his studies in Business Administration. His dream; as birthed by his father's intent, was to own several multi-million companies across West Africa. Well, he worked for it and he scored his goal. And, at 25, he'd already become the owner of the largest business firm in his territory. Guy, as he would love people to call him, also owned houses and lands. One of such he owns in my area, which he lives in, until his death last night. Yes, he died. That would explain why I have been narrating this in past tense. Truly, Guy had everything going on well for him. He had money, power, influence. Name it! To cream it all, his wedding was intended to occur next month. But as fate would have it, the desires of man will not always show forth as he wants them. Guy was found dead in his bedroom, last night. He hung himself. The words "I am tired. I am really tired." Were all people saw, written in all 120 pages of a book. It was all written on his mirror, his walls, on the table and everything that has surface. People who knew him think something must have happened to him. Was he nursing an incurable disease? Was he out of his mind? Guy, the multimillionaire? Baffled faces looked and whispered, and stood in twos and in threes; lamenting sadly, the demise of the wealthy, young man. "He promised me to come see him for my son's school fees today. Why will he do this to me?" A woman, in her early forties exclaimed with tears. "Also I, he asked me to bring my credentials for a job tomorrow. Now, he is dead. Where do I start from?" A lad, in his twenties contributed. Everyone cried and wailed at the death of the kind, wealthy, young man. But no one really cared about the hidden message in the words, "I am tired." Guy had been going through various phases of depression since he graduated from school. Everyday of his life was like a void that needed to be filled. With what? He'd ask himself. He would watch the children of the poor and needy, and would cringe at the kind of life they live. "How could life be so unfair?" He thought. It wasn't enough that he had money. He just wanted to forget about everything. Even life. It wasn't enough that ladies loved and flocked around him like bees. He wanted something different. He'd sit down and read and write, and share his thoughts to his diary friend, but he was never satisfied. A lot of entities answer to him but he wasn't bothered. Happiness was far. One night, he came back from work and started thinking about his life. How much he's achieved over the years. How everything has worked out without any hard efforts. He thought about them all, and he felt TIRED. He felt tired of life. Of living. He was tired of all luxury he had. Tired of the life that the poor live. He was tired of the world. So, he took his pen and started writing aggressively. Until he really felt tired. Then, he took the rope, the one he'd bought since the day he graduated from the University. Tied it to his ceiling fan and placed his neck in the middle of the circled part, for a squeeze. "I am tired…" was the words he muttered with tears in his eyes, as his eyeballs rolled in their sockets, his tongue stuck out and his legs weakened. Leaving his lifeless, hung body dangling in space. Guy had money, but was depressed for a very long time. Guy had wealth, power and influence. He had love, but didn't feel fulfilled. Guy didn't kill himself. He only needed a vacation out of this world. HE. WAS. JUST. TIRED.
By John Samuel3 years ago in Fiction
In the Flickering Light of Love
Once upon a time, in a small coastal town, lived a young woman named Emma. Her heart yearned for the kind of love that would sweep her off her feet, leaving her breathless and lost in a world of enchantment. She believed that true love was out there, waiting for her to stumble upon it.
By Penny Wise3 years ago in Fiction
