Melania J.L.

Joined January 2024

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Why We Need To Do Intermittent Fasting
Intermittent fasting is a dietary practice that has gained popularity in recent years. It involves alternating periods of eating and fasting, typically on a daily or weekly basis.
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Education
Stop, Breathe
Stop, breathe, and be In this hectic, chaotic world Where time moves fast And stress unfurls * Take a moment to pause
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Poets
Paths to Possibility
Paths to possibility, winding and wide Leading us to places, we never thought we'd reside Some may be straight, while others may bend
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Poets
Tickle Me Silly
Tickle me silly, oh what a thrill Giggles and laughter, it's such a thrill With a gentle touch, I can't help but smile
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Poets
RAIN
Rain, oh gentle rain, Falling from the sky, Washing away our pain, Bringing tears to our eye. With every drop that falls,
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Poets
Hidden Planet In Our Solar System
The vastness of our solar system has always fascinated and intrigued us. From the sun, which provides us with life-giving energy, to the majestic gas giants like Jupiter and Saturn, there is no shortage of wonders to explore.
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Earth
Forge of the Heart
As the fiery sparks flew from the hot forge, Amelia couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. She had always been drawn to the art of blacksmithing, and now, with her father's guidance, she was on the verge of becoming a skilled blacksmith herself.
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Chapters
Weeping Banshee
Once, in a small village nestled deep within the misty hills, there lived a weeping banshee. Now, banshees are known for their haunting cries and eerie presence, but this particular banshee was different. Instead of spreading fear, she brought compassion and solace to those who encountered her.
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Horror
The Orange Conductor
The train ride from New York City to San Francisco was supposed to be a relaxing journey for the passengers on board. But as the train chugged through the vast landscapes of America, a sense of unease settled among the passengers. The reason? The mysterious disappearance of the orange conductor.
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Chapters
The Sobbing Child
It was a quiet afternoon in the small town of Willow Creek. The sun was shining bright, the birds were chirping, and the flowers were in full bloom.
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Families
My Daily Life
Every morning, my alarm goes off at 6am, signaling the start of another day in my ordinary yet fulfilling life. I drag myself out of bed, still feeling the effects of staying up late the night before.
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Chapters
The Anguished Spirit
In the shadows of the moonlit night, A spirit lingers, bound by spectral plight. Anguish wraps its ethereal form, A soul unsettled, caught in a storm.
By Melania J.L.2 years ago in Poets