Odeb

Joined March 2024

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"Join me on this journey of discovery, and let's explore the world together, one word at a time. Follow me for more!"

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Immediate Resignation - Effective Now
Dear Self, I quit No, not the job. Not the bills. Not the lease on this apartment that smells vaguely of last week’s microwaved regret and my neighbor’s curry.
By Odeb8 months ago in Journal
How Come That Idiot Is Rich… And I’m Not?
The sun was just cracking over the misty ridge when James dropped the question like a stone in my quiet morning. "Coach… how come that idiot is rich… and I’m not?"
By Odeb8 months ago in Motivation
History Would've Burned This Page
They told me not to dig too deep into the Ardmore Papers. The warning came wrapped in polite bureaucracy—redacted emails, delayed approvals, “unfortunately misfiled” documents. But the deeper I went, the louder the silence around her name became. And I’ve learned, over years in this line of work, that when history goes quiet, it’s because someone made it shut up.
By Odeb8 months ago in Fiction
The Silence Between The Codes
The Silence Between the Codes Nan's handwriting slants to the right. Always neat, always firm. I found the leather-bound diary tucked beneath a false bottom in her jewellery box—far heavier than the brooches and cufflinks inside ever explained.
By Odeb8 months ago in Fiction
Echoes Behind Glass
Echoes Behind Glass I’m standing in Exhibit Wing Delta-9, staring at a glass box filled with plastic utensils. A spork. A red Solo cup. A half-melted toothbrush. Each one labeled with barcode precision and a neat timestamp: Estimated Circa 2000–2025 CE.
By Odeb8 months ago in Futurism
The Silence That Screams
The Silence That Screams Story Summary: In the faded mill town of Darrington, Maine—a place where the wind whistles like an old man’s last breath and secrets fester like mold in the walls—lives Daniel Thorne, a reclusive, mid-thirties handyman with a quiet disposition and a past more jagged than a broken mirror. When Daniel survives a freak lightning strike while working alone on the roof of the decrepit old Marwick Library, something inside him changes.
By Odeb8 months ago in Fiction
The Alabaster Box
The Alabaster Box Summary: When widowed defense attorney Grace Mallory inherits an unassuming alabaster box from her estranged grandmother—an old recluse who died under mysterious circumstances in rural Mississippi—she assumes it’s nothing more than a quaint keepsake. But when her teenage son, Sam, opens the box, strange visions begin to plague them both, visions of a long-forgotten murder, a shuttered church, and whispers of a pact sealed in blood.
By Odeb9 months ago in Fiction
Making A Million Dollar
I did it. I actually did it. A million dollars. *A million.* The number on the screen—it’s not fake, it’s real, it’s there, and I’m staring at it like I’ve just seen God.
By Odeb9 months ago in Motivation
A Letter To My First Crush
Dear You, I don’t know if you’ll ever read this… or if I’d even want you to. This isn’t meant to be found, really. It’s just something I needed to say—softly, slowly, like a thought that’s been waiting in the quiet for far too long. I’ve carried you with me all these years like a pressed flower between the pages of a life that kept turning… delicate, unchanged, always fading but never forgotten.
By Odeb9 months ago in Confessions
HOW TO SURVIVE HEARTBREAK AND COME OUT A DAMN LEGEND
Let me talk to you like your older sibling who’s had their soul dragged through hell and back—and still walked out wearing fireproof boots.
By Odeb9 months ago in Motivation
When the World Was Still Growing With Me
I don’t remember the exact moment I stopped being a child. But I remember the slow ache of growing up. It was like watching your favorite tree lose its last leaf, quiet, inevitable, and suddenly bare. Adolescence didn’t arrive all at once. It crept in, clumsy and uninvited, whispering that nothing would ever be the same.
By Odeb9 months ago in Humans
The Deceptive Wife
The Deceptive Wife I suppose every man has a story he keeps tucked away, hidden behind old laughter and the passing of time. Mine begins on a rainy Tuesday in October, the kind where the sky weeps endlessly and your coffee tastes like old memories.
By Odeb9 months ago in Humans

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Immediate Resignation - Effective Now

How Come That Idiot Is Rich… And I’m Not?

History Would've Burned This Page

The Silence Between The Codes

Echoes Behind Glass

The Silence That Screams

The Alabaster Box

Making A Million Dollar

A Letter To My First Crush

HOW TO SURVIVE HEARTBREAK AND COME OUT A DAMN LEGEND

When the World Was Still Growing With Me

The Deceptive Wife

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