Fiction
The Simpsons' Predictions for 2025: Wild Theories or a Glimpse Into Our Future?
Since its debut in 1989, The Simpsons has become more than just a cartoon—it’s a cultural time capsule, a mirror to modern society, and sometimes, eerily prophetic. From tech gadgets to political events, the show has "predicted" numerous real-world developments long before they happened.
By youssef mohammed6 months ago in Art
The Swimming Cat
Once upon a time, there was a cat named Snowball who loved to swim, so one day, she was swimming in the pond, and then she ran out of breath and started drowning. But, there was a dog nearby, and he saw her, so he decided to try and save her. And then, Snowball thought he was friendly, so then they became best friends and they had a happy life because they loved swimming together and were friends forever.
By Adriana Wilder 6 months ago in Art
The Monarch of Mercy
In a faraway land nestled between emerald mountains and sapphire rivers, there was a kingdom called Nurabad. It was known for its exquisite artistry—every home bore hand-carved doors, every fountain sang with marbled grace, and every palace shimmered with intricate murals that danced in the sunlight. But beneath the beauty, the people whispered about empty bellies and sleepless nights. For while the walls gleamed, the streets groaned under the weight of forgotten lives.
By Solene Hart6 months ago in Art
The Last Brushstroke
In a quiet town nestled between arid hills and meandering rivers, there lived an old man named Rafiq. To most of the villagers, he was merely “The Painter,” a relic of a time long past. His fingers, bent with age, still bore stubborn smudges of color — reminders of his lifelong devotion to art.
By Muhammad hassan6 months ago in Art
Whispers of the Summer Rain
The first raindrop fell just as Meher stepped off the rusted old train at Saanjhpur, a quiet town wrapped in memories and monsoon mist. The scent of wet earth, the gentle rhythm of rain tapping the station roof, and the sound of a distant train whistle stirred something deep inside her. Time hadn't erased the past—it had only buried it beneath layers of silence.
By Zahir Ali Khan6 months ago in Art
WALKING ZOMBIE
Walking Zombie At the age of 12, I was sleeping at midnight. I woke up, and I saw a big horse standing close to my head. When I opened my eyes, guess what I saw? I found myself under a sea with a mermaid, where she decided to use me as a servant. I saw many people underwater; it was like another world. I observed different people's colors. I saw white people, black people, and red people. There were some people who were fighting for positions. I can tell you that the mermaid sent me everywhere I could not refuse. She sent me to buy a banana, spices, bread, food, peanut butter, etc. I could not be in a rebellion.
By Soinel Nougues6 months ago in Art
