RK

Joined September 2023

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www.rktrendyvibes.com

I’m RK, weaving emotions into every line. My writing reflects life’s beauty, sorrow, and quiet moments. Join me in a world where every word is felt, and every story leaves a mark on your heart.

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The Secret Life of Santa Claus
Santa Claus leaned back in his plush chair, the smell of gingerbread wafting through the air. The elves bustled around, their laughter mingling with the soft jingles of bells. The workshop sparkled with magic as toys were packed into sacks that seemed to defy physics. For centuries, Santa had been the centerpiece of Christmas lore, but what did people really know about him?
By RKabout a year ago in Fiction
Escape from the House of Screams
"Does every haunted house have to feature a screaming soundtrack?" Lina asked, grimacing as another high-pitched shriek echoed through the hall. She adjusted her cat ears and cast a sideways glance at her best friend, Jules, who was wrapped up in a vampire cape.
By RKabout a year ago in Fiction
More Than Enough
Who are you to say I am too much? I have laughed like the first morning sun, breaking over the horizon, casting gold across dew-covered fields and sleepy rooftops.
By RKabout a year ago in Poets
Conversations with AI: Finding Humanity in the Digital Mind
It started as a curiosity-a moment of fascination sparked by an introduction from a friend. We sat in her living room, laughing at how effortlessly this thing—this AI—could write catchy Instagram captions, tailor resumes, or edit essays with a simple prompt. I couldn't help but feel intrigued, eager to explore the possibilities, maybe even push the limits.
By RKabout a year ago in 01
Echoes of Love and Loss
In quiet hours, I hear your name, A whisper lost in time, Through corridors of faded dreams, Where love was once sublime.
By RKabout a year ago in Poets
Sunrise Symphony
Where am I? Still half-asleep, I fumble, My fingers searching for the snooze, For the silence, for the peace.
By RKabout a year ago in Poets
The Forgotten Shadows
It was quiet now. The kind of silence that didn’t just surround you—it crawled inside your bones, twisting its way through your mind, wrapping tightly around your voice. Lily sat still, her fingers gripping the edge of her worn notebook. She hadn’t written anything in days, maybe weeks. She couldn’t remember when she last heard her own thoughts. They’d been drowned out by him—by the voice she never invited in, yet couldn't escape.
By RKabout a year ago in Longevity
The Journey to Self-Love
If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s that self-love is not a switch you can flip. It’s a journey—a long, winding road full of bumps, detours, and the occasional moment of clarity.
By RKabout a year ago in Longevity
The Grocery Aisle Miracle
Jenny pushed her cart down the crowded grocery store aisle, her mind buzzing with a million different thoughts. It had been one of those days—the kind where everything seemed to go wrong from the moment she woke up. Her alarm hadn’t gone off, she’d spilled coffee all over her favorite blouse, and then her boss had dropped a pile of unexpected tasks on her desk with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. She’d barely managed to get through the day without losing her cool.
By RKabout a year ago in Humans
The Unseen Connection
You’ll never know the difference you made in my life. How could you? We’re strangers. We’ve never met, and you wouldn’t recognize me in a crowd. I don’t know your face beyond the one photo you posted, and I doubt you know mine at all. Yet here I am, writing this to you, because your words reached me in a way I never expected.
By RKabout a year ago in Humans
he Forgotten Smile
You race down the busy street, clutching your phone in one hand, coffee in the other. The clock is ticking, and your mind is racing even faster. You're late for your meeting, and the weight of unfinished work presses heavily on your shoulders. The city buzzes around you —cars honking, people chatting, and the never-ending rush of footsteps echoing off the pavement. But you’ve tuned it all out, focused only on getting where you need to be.
By RKabout a year ago in Humans
The Silent Symphony of Secrets
In the heart of the small town of Maplewood, there was a house that everyone whispered about. The old Victorian, with its faded paint and overgrown garden, stood as a relic of a bygone era. To the townsfolk, it was simply known as the "House of Echoes," a place where time seemed to stand still and where secrets lingered in the shadows.
By RKabout a year ago in Fiction

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The Secret Life of Santa Claus

Escape from the House of Screams

More Than Enough

Conversations with AI: Finding Humanity in the Digital Mind

Echoes of Love and Loss

Sunrise Symphony

The Forgotten Shadows

The Journey to Self-Love

The Grocery Aisle Miracle

The Unseen Connection

he Forgotten Smile

The Silent Symphony of Secrets

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