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 Father
THE man whose story is here to be told was the wealthiest and most influential person in his parish; his name was Thord Overaas. He appeared in the priest's study one day, tall and earnest. "I have gotten a son," said he, "and I wish to present him for baptism."
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Families
The Monkey's Paw 'part 1'
Without, the night was cold and wet, but in the small parlour of Laburnum villa the blinds were drawn and the fire burned brightly. Father and son were at chess; the former, who possessed ideas about the game involving radical chances, putting his king into such sharp and unnecessary perils that it even provoked comment from the white-haired old lady knitting placidly by the fire.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Horror
“She is a dream, and I am just a dreamer.”
She was the kind of girl that made the world stop moving — not because she demanded attention, but because she carried stillness like a secret. People noticed her the way you notice a falling star: a quiet gasp, a wish whispered too late.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Humans
I Miss You
It’s strange how quiet everything feels now. I wake up and instinctively look to the left side of the bed — the side that used to be yours. It’s cold, untouched, almost accusing. The sheets still wrinkle where your weight used to be, though I’ve made the bed a hundred times since you left. Some things refuse to forget.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Humans
Let Me Die Loving You
They say love is supposed to save you. That it heals, lifts you from darkness, brings out the best in you. But they never speak of the kind of love that claws at your soul, the kind that takes more than it gives — the kind that kills slowly, quietly, like poison in your veins.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Humans
The Last Light of Aeloria
The kingdom of Aeloria was once a realm bathed in golden light, where the skies stretched endlessly and rivers sang songs of life. Fields of wildflowers danced under the warmth of the sun, and laughter filled the air. But those days belonged to the past.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in History
Whispers
It started with the attic. Eleanor had lived in her grandmother’s Victorian house for three months before she heard the whispering. At first, she blamed the wind slipping through the cracks, or maybe her imagination — worn thin by sleepless nights and a job that drained her soul.
By Moments & Memoirs6 months ago in Fiction
