Amelia

Joined July 2025

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Grandpa’s Secret Life as a Spy
It was a regular Sunday afternoon when I discovered that my grandpa wasn’t just the quiet, slightly forgetful old man who loved knitting scarves and watching reruns of The Twilight Zone. No, as it turns out, Grandpa had once been a secret agent—one who didn’t exactly fit the suave, mysterious image I had in mind.
By Amelia5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Song
The café was nearly empty by the time Daniel noticed her. He’d been nursing a lukewarm cup of coffee, pretending to read a paperback while the soft hum of an old record player filled the space. The rain outside turned the city streets into shimmering ribbons of light.
By Amelia5 months ago in Confessions
Echoes From the Barricades
When the government announced an emergency lockdown across several tehsils in Punjab, life changed overnight. Roads were barricaded, transport halted, and movement between towns was strictly prohibited. For many, it was a time of confusion and fear. But for two women—one a schoolteacher in Chakwal, the other a nurse in Bahawalpur—it became a moment of quiet resilience, captured in the pages of their parallel diaries.
By Amelia5 months ago in Writers
Stolen Fate
Rico had been picking pockets since he was twelve. In the crowded streets of downtown Verlot City, he was a ghost — unseen, unnoticed, and uncatchable. He didn’t steal out of greed; he stole to eat, to live. No one ever paid attention to a scrawny teenager weaving through market crowds. That was his advantage.
By Amelia5 months ago in Criminal
Beyond First Impressions
Jason Reynolds was known for two things in his small town: being fast on the soccer field and quick to judge off it. At sixteen, with his confidence high and emotions unchecked, Jason believed he could read people instantly. He trusted his gut more than facts. But one unexpected week changed everything.
By Amelia5 months ago in Criminal
Chained by Law
Rafiq stood under the blazing afternoon sun, sweat soaking his shirt as he waited outside the government office. The line had barely moved. He looked down at the crumpled papers in his hand — his application for financial aid, his father’s medical reports, his meager income statement. Again and again, he’d been told the same thing: “Your request doesn’t meet the legal criteria.”
By Amelia5 months ago in Humans
Last Night of Love
The moon glows, gentle on the quiet street, Soft light weaving gold on tangled sheets, We lie side by side, but worlds apart,
By Amelia5 months ago in Poets
First Love
I saw you once, and time stood still, A glance, a smile—I felt the thrill. The world grew quiet, soft and wide, With you, my heart had found its guide.
By Amelia5 months ago in Poets
Black Flower in My Hands
I remember the moment the black flower first appeared in my hands. It was early morning, just before dawn, when the sky still wore its veil of soft gray. I woke up as usual, groggy and fumbling for my phone, only to see something dark and unfamiliar resting on my palm.
By Amelia5 months ago in Confessions
Waiting for Rain on a Hot Summer Day
The sky hangs heavy, white with glare, The sun a fire no shade can spare. Each breath I take feels thick and slow, The earth beneath begins to glow.
By Amelia5 months ago in Poets