Muhammad Firdos

Joined June 2025

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I am not a writer but share my best experience in all fields.

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The Ghost in My Algorithm
The first time the algorithm knew, *really knew*, was three days after Elara’s funeral. Instagram served me an ad for funeral lilies.
By Muhammad Firdos 7 months ago in Confessions
I Rewrote My Origin Story
The lie began in Dr. Aris Thorne’s office, where the smell of bergamot tea and desperation clung to the leather chairs.
By Muhammad Firdos 7 months ago in Confessions
I Stole My Friend’s Life
The first time I plagiarized Lila, it was accidental. We were 19, sharing lukewarm chai in her dorm room—walls plastered with her ink sketches of twisted trees and sharp-toothed birds. I read her poetry journal while she showered (*“the sky tonight is a bruise / tender and violet where god pressed too hard”*), and those lines slipped into my psych essay like they’d always lived there.
By Muhammad Firdos 7 months ago in Chapters
The Apology I Never Sent
The fractures in my bones were the only thing that remained. Not the sound of your voice when you found me crumpled at the base of the oak tree, not the smell of antiseptic in the emergency room, not even the way your hands shook as you held mine. Just the dull, persistent ache—a ghost of the fall that changed everything.
By Muhammad Firdos 7 months ago in Confessions