GooD BoY

Joined June 2025

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Trust yourself, for you have that capability. Find your happiness in others' joy. Every day is a new opportunity—to learn something new and move closer to your dreams.

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The Sword That Fell When Mercy Changed a Warrior’s Heart
The sun beat down on the desert sands with an unforgiving heat. The caravan rested beneath a lone acacia tree, its sparse shade doing little to protect them from the blazing sky. In the middle of this quiet stillness, a man moved with determined stealth. His eyes burned with hatred, his heart filled with anger and arrogance.
By GooD BoY7 months ago in Fiction
The Man Who Cut a Mountain for His Village
The Man Who Cut a Mountain for His Village Sometimes, the most powerful stories are not hidden in history books or movies but live silently in the hearts of common people. This is the story of a man who proved that love and determination can move mountains – literally.
By GooD BoY7 months ago in Fiction
My Soldier Dreams: A Fictional Tale
My Soldier Dreams: A True Tale I am an ordinary young man, born and raised in a small town in Pakistan. Ever since I was a child, I have carried a deep dream in my heart — to become a soldier in the Pakistan Army. From a young age, I was fascinated by the stories of bravery and sacrifice told by my elders and the news I saw on television. I admired the courage, discipline, and honor of our soldiers, who stand firm to protect our country’s borders day and night. I wanted to be just like them — to serve my nation with dedication and pride, to stand guard against all threats, and to dedicate my life to the safety and dignity of Pakistan.
By GooD BoY7 months ago in Fiction
My Mother Was Imran Khan’s Biggest Fan
I don’t know when my mother first saw him. Perhaps it was in the 80s when she would tune into the neighbour’s black-and-white television to watch cricket. Back then, televisions weren’t common in our narrow street of inner Lahore, and my father never bought one, calling it a “waste of money and morals.” But my mother loved cricket. More precisely, she loved watching him. Imran Khan.
By GooD BoY7 months ago in Motivation
From a Dream to the World: Cristiano Ronaldo’s Journey from Madeira to Greatness
Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro is a name known around the world. From packed stadiums chanting his name to millions glued to screens watching his every move, Ronaldo is a symbol of excellence, passion, and relentless pursuit of greatness. But behind the glitz, trophies, and fame lies a story of humble beginnings — a story of a boy from a small island who dared to dream bigger than anyone around him.
By GooD BoY7 months ago in History
Letter to Earth from Elon Musk 2095
Dear Earth, I write this not to the people I once knew, nor the companies I once ran, nor the headlines that once clung to my name. I write to you—the blue dot that once held my weight, my dreams, my silence at night. The planet that raised me before I tried to leave you behind.
By GooD BoY7 months ago in Earth
The Last Speech That Was Never Heard
They say truth is the first casualty of war. But in the war between silence and memory, it is truth that returns—sometimes quietly, sometimes with a roar.
By GooD BoY7 months ago in Fiction
After the Fireflies Left
The cemetery was quiet at dusk. The kind of quiet that made every breeze sound like a whisper from the past. Alex stood under the tall sycamore tree, the gravestone in front of him catching the last of the sunlight.
By GooD BoY7 months ago in Art
The Love Letter I Never Sent
I found it by accident. Tucked behind a stack of old tax papers and dried-up pens in the back of my desk drawer. A folded sheet of faded paper, yellowing slightly at the edges, held together by time and some forgotten part of my heart.
By GooD BoY7 months ago in Fiction
Echoes in the Empty Room
The house hadn’t changed much. The same creaky front steps, still uneven. The chipped white paint on the door, curling at the edges like dried paper. Even the wind chime her mother had hung on the porch decades ago still clinked softly in the breeze, as if calling her back to something she wasn’t quite ready to face.
By GooD BoY7 months ago in Fiction

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The Sword That Fell When Mercy Changed a Warrior’s Heart

The Man Who Cut a Mountain for His Village

My Soldier Dreams: A Fictional Tale

My Mother Was Imran Khan’s Biggest Fan

From a Dream to the World: Cristiano Ronaldo’s Journey from Madeira to Greatness

Letter to Earth from Elon Musk 2095

The Last Speech That Was Never Heard

After the Fireflies Left

The Love Letter I Never Sent

Echoes in the Empty Room

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