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The love between a father, mother, and their child
Every Sunday morning, the Thompsons had a little tradition. They’d start the day with pancakes, blueberries for Alex, their son, and chocolate chips for Liz, his mom. Dave, the dad, would try to sneak both into his batter, but Liz would always catch him and swat his hand away playfully.
By ignatius awang braminia2 years ago in Families
Good is visible, bad is discovered
In the small town of Pinewood, there was a charming little bakery called Sweet Delights. It was owned by a woman named Grace, who was known for her warm smile and delicious pastries. Everyone in town loved her, and her bakery was always buzzing with customers.
By ignatius awang braminia2 years ago in Humans
love comes because of habit
In the cozy town of Willow Creek, there lived a woman named Lily. Lily worked as a librarian, a job she loved for its quiet charm and endless supply of books. Every morning, she walked the same route to the library, passing by Pete's Coffee Shop, where she'd grab her usual: a caramel latte with extra foam.
By ignatius awang braminia2 years ago in Humans
live life like an ordinary human being
Once upon a time in the small town of Brookville, there lived a guy named Sam. Sam was the epitome of ordinary—average height, average looks, and a job at the local hardware store. He loved his routine: waking up at 7 AM, grabbing a coffee at Molly's Café, and heading to work where he'd help customers find the right tools for their weekend projects.
By ignatius awang braminia2 years ago in Humans
friendship until the end of life
It was a breezy autumn afternoon when Alex and Jamie first met. Both were five years old and attending their first day of kindergarten. Alex, a shy kid with a mop of curly hair, was nervously clutching his mother’s hand, while Jamie, a bold, energetic girl with freckles and a high ponytail, was already racing around the playground. They bumped into each other near the swings, and from that moment on, they were inseparable.
By ignatius awang braminia2 years ago in Humans
friendship and love
Lena and Jake had been best friends since elementary school. They were the kind of friends who finished each other’s sentences, knew each other’s favorite pizza toppings, and could communicate with just a look. They grew up together in a small town, sharing countless adventures, from building treehouses to sneaking out for late-night swims in the lake.
By ignatius awang braminia2 years ago in Fiction
