Young Adult
In the Name of Friendship
Me and Sabrina got to be best friends when she moved here in the fifth grade. Now we were starting eighth grade after summer. She had a little brother named Peter who had some behavioral (that’s what Sabrina calls it) issues due to some troubles when he was born. He was a couple of years younger than us, but he was big and kinda mean. That was the summer we found the kitten, though.
KJ AartilaPublished 9 months ago in FictionEyes of the Unknown
The small town of Ravenswood had always harbored its share of secrets, but none quite as chilling as the arrival of the Spooky Stranger. He materialized one autumn evening, shrouded in mist, his tall figure cloaked in a tattered trench coat that barely concealed the mysterious aura emanating from him. His eyes were what caught everyone's attention—piercing, pale blue orbs that seemed to see through the facade of every resident they locked onto.
The Glowing Gift of fellowship
The Glowing Gift of fellowship In a fascinating vill nestled between rolling hills and a foamy swash, lived two stylish musketeers, Lily and Emma. They participated in everything, from secrets to dreams.
ShahijalatheefPublished 9 months ago in FictionUnderdog Triumph
There are times in sports that go above and beyond the ordinary, leaving their imprint on history when the lines between win and failure are frequently drawn by talent, strategy, and sheer will. In such a moment, the underdog squad overcame all odds to win in a breath-taking display of athleticism and emotion.
Ruhul IslamPublished 9 months ago in Fiction- Top Story - August 2023
The Evening Weeping Hour
-unedited “Jesus Christ! What are you doing?!” the old man exclaimed, grabbing his hand. “Oh, my goodness,” I tilted the mouth of the glass decanter upwards as coffee overflowed from the white mug. A puddle emerged as I set the glass down. While gripping the metal banding of the booth table for balance, I reached for the napkin dispenser.
Drama- The Dark Academy
Cassandra was the smartest as well as prettiest face in school. Whenever she entered the room all the attention went her direction. She was the pure definition of an alpha. She basically knew everything or at least thought she did.
Footprints in the Sand
This is where you can lose yourself, whether in the vastness of the ocean or the solitude of the sands. Claire has always found solace here, and today was no different as she walked along the beach, sand crunching under her feet, a comforting sound that reminded her of childhood vacations with her family. But today, Claire was alone. She'd come ashore looking for answers, searching for clarity for weeks, plagued by recurring dreams. In it, she was walking along that very beach, leaving a trail of footprints in the sand. But when she looked back, she noticed that with each step the tide washed away her footprints, as if they had never been there, the dream left her with a feeling of restlessness, with a feeling that she was being erased, that her existence was as fleeting as the footprints. Claire had always been a rational person but this dream shook her to the core and she decided to visit the beach, hoping being here in reality would dispel the strange feelings the dream stirred up within her. As she walked, she bent down to pick up seashells, their intricate patterns and delicate colors a testament to the beauty of the natural world. "Excuse me, Miss, are you lost?" Claire was stunned to see an elderly man with kind eyes and a wounded face. "No, it's not lost," Claire replied, wearing a tattered fishing hat and carrying a net, her voice feeling startled. “I come here often. I find peace by the sea,” the old man nodded, a knowing smile playing on his lips. “The sea has a way of clarifying our thoughts, right? Claire couldn't help but agree. “Yes, it is.” They fell into a step together, and walked along the shore, waves crashing against their feet. I couldn't help but notice, “the old man began,” you were examining the footprints in the sand. They say that every footprint tells a story as Claire looked at the footprints she left behind. “What story do you think these footprints tell? The old man’s eyes flashed.” Well, it depends on the person who makes them. Some people leave a fast pace behind, always rushing through life. Others leave winding paths behind, taking their time to savor every moment.” Claire looked at this for a moment. “And what about mine?” The old man studied her footprints for a moment. “My dear, you are a mixture of determination and uncertainty. It's as if you're trying to find your way but are afraid that with every step, they might all be washed away." Claire was surprised. It was as if the old man had read her soul. "How did you know?" The old man laughed. "I've spent my life watching People have their footprints on this beach. You can learn a lot about a person by the way they walk.” They continued walking in an accompanying silence, the old man sharing stories of the sea and the secrets it held. As they spoke, Claire found herself opening up to him in a way she had not done to anyone for a long time. She told him of her recurring dream and anxiety The old man listened intently, his eyes never leaving the horizon. When it was over, he said, “Dreams are like footprints in the sand, my dear. They can be fleeting, but they can also leave a lasting impression if you pay attention to them.” Claire pondered his words. “So, what should I do? How do I make sense of this dream?” The old man paused and turned to face her.” “The answers you seek may not be out there,” he said, pointing to the vast ocean, “but within yourself. Your dream is trying to tell you something, and it is up to you to decipher its meaning.” With these words, the old man turned and walked away, disappearing into the distance. Claire watched him go, feeling grateful for the unexpected encounter. She looked at her footprints again, realizing that they were not a sign of An erasure but rather a testament to her journey. Every step, uncertain as it may be, was part of who she became. And like footprints, she will continue to leave her mark on the world, even if occasionally washed by the tide of life with a new determination. Claire continued her walk along the shore , knowing that the answers she sought were not found in the sand but within herself.
anita ChamanPublished 9 months ago in FictionEchomancy
In the quaint village of Eldenbrook, nestled deep within the emerald embrace of an ancient forest, an extraordinary tradition was upheld for generations. Eldenbrook was renowned for its unique inhabitants, known as "Echokeepers." These individuals possessed the gift of Echomancy—the ability to listen to the whispers of echoes and glean hidden insights from the past. Echomancy was a revered skill, practiced by only a select few who had the rare sensitivity to hear the echoes of forgotten moments.
1clippeditPublished 9 months ago in FictionFrom Struggle to Strength
Life is a journey fraught with unexpected challenges, and for Emily Williams, the path she traversed was no exception. Her story is one of tenacity, resilience, and the unyielding human spirit in the face of adversity. The narrative of her battle against a severe health issue is a testament to the power of the human will to overcome the darkest of times.
Oguntade HafeezPublished 9 months ago in FictionCinderella and the Charmed Watch
Some time ago, in reality as we know it where sorcery and innovation entwined, there carried on with a young lady named Ella. Ella's life was quite flawed. She resided in a town where everybody approached mystical gadgets called "watches," which permitted them to control time itself. Ella's stepmother and stepsisters, who were fixated on their own appearances and societal position, had their own lavish watches that they used for their potential benefit.
suraj sharmaPublished 9 months ago in FictionPHARAOH
On the day of the next exam, which happened to be the penultimate one, a junior student told me he was calling me. I told him to say I was coming, but I knew I would never step foot in his office again.
Summary of "The Wedding Date" by Jasmine Guillory: A Captivating Romance Tale
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