Seble Vittorio
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The Truth She kept
Alesia’s earliest memories were of laughter echoing through the sunlit kitchen of her childhood home, her mother Martina humming an old Italian tune as her father, Paolo, teased her for singing off-key. Their home, nestled in a quiet neighborhood on the outskirts of Rome, was filled with warmth, love, and an almost tangible sense of joy.
By Seble Vittorioabout a year ago in Fiction
The silent sacrifice
The sound of morning prayers echoed through the hallways, and the scent of fresh books filled the air as I walked into my classroom. My school wasn’t just a place of learning; it was a sanctuary of hope, discipline, and opportunity. Unlike many other schools in our area, it was a private religious school—a school where respect, faith, and education intertwined seamlessly. But this privilege came with a price, one my family struggled to afford.
By Seble Vittorioabout a year ago in Lifehack
