Moments & Memoirs
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I write honest stories about life’s struggles—friendships, mental health, and digital addiction. My goal is to connect, inspire, and spark real conversations. Join me on this journey of growth, healing, and understanding.
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The Most Dangerous Game
PART-II An abrupt sound startled him. Off to the right he heard it, and his ears, expert in such matters, could not be mistaken. Again he heard the sound, and again. Somewhere, off in the blackness, someone had fired a gun three times.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Fiction
Echo
In the quiet mountain town of Harrow’s Glen, the wind always seemed to carry something more than just the scent of pine trees and damp earth. To most, it was just nature’s breath, but to Lila Marlow, it was something far stranger. It was as if the wind itself was whispering secrets—whispers that didn’t belong to the present but to a distant past, long forgotten.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Fiction
: Emberlight
The kingdom of Thalenor had not seen light for two long years. A heavy shroud called the Mournveil had descended over the land, swallowing the sun and painting the skies in endless twilight. Crops withered, rivers slowed, and the people whispered prayers to forgotten gods. At the heart of this darkness stood the ruined palace — a shattered monument to a time when kings ruled by fire and wisdom.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Fiction
The Notebook I Found in the Rain
It was a Tuesday like any other — gray, drizzling, the kind of rain that doesn’t soak you but sneaks into your sleeves and settles in your bones. I wasn’t planning to go anywhere that day. In fact, I’d promised myself I’d stay home, nurse my recent breakup with leftover wine and sad movies. But something about the way the sky looked made me want to escape my apartment and, more honestly, my own head.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Humans
The Monkey's Paw ' PART III '
In the huge new cemetery, some two miles distant, the old people buried their dead, and came back to the house steeped in shadows and silence. It was all over so quickly that at first they could hardly realize it, and remained in a state of expectation as though of something else to happen - something else which was to lighten this load, too heavy for old hearts to bear.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Horror
The Monkey's Paw ' part II '
Part II In the brightness of the wintry sun next morning as it streamed over the breakfast table he laughed at his fears. There was an air of prosaic wholesomeness about the room which it had lacked on the previous night, and the dirty, shriveled little paw was pitched on the side-board with a carelessness which betokened no great belief in its virtues.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Horror
