The Story Writer
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just a regular person that has a lot of stories that no one wants to hear.... except people in this website/app....
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The Thankless Son
There in a humble village lived two poor parents, Staling and Maurides. They had one son, Stinga, who meant so much to them, although abject poverty seemed to weigh heavily upon them. The house was not far from the river whereby the family survived on simple fishing and farming. Stinga, though struggling, was a vibrant, energetic young lad.
By The Story Writerabout a year ago in Fiction
Tea time with Winston Churchill
Sir Winston Leonard Spencer Churchill (30 November 1874 – 24 January 1965) was a British statesman, military officer, and writer who was Prime Minister of the United Kingdom from 1940 to 1945 (during the Second World War) and again from 1951 to 1955. Apart from 1922 to 1924, he was a member of Parliament from 1900 to 1964 and represented a total of five constituencies. Ideologically an adherent to economic liberalism and imperialism, he was for most of his career a member of the Conservative Party, which he led from 1940 to 1955. He was a member of the Liberal Party from 1904 to 1924. And this is how I met him.
By The Story Writerabout a year ago in Fiction
Chicken of Justice
Cluckton is a small city with big problems, faced by crime and corruption. The people had reached a point where they felt helpless and were crying out because justice was unserved. But when the darkness of night fell, one unlikely hero emerged from the very alleys of this city. This would not just be any ordinary vigilante; this would be Cluckton's last hope: the Chicken of Justice.
By The Story Writerabout a year ago in Fiction
In the Eyes of the Beholder
Every day, I walked through the bustle of my city's streets-a sea of invisible people streaming around me. I alone saw and heard the world, as it was. Sounds of conversation, rustling of footsteps, hum of life-it was all there, yet no one could see me, and I nothing of them. It was like living in a ghost town peopled by invisible spectres.
By The Story Writerabout a year ago in Fiction
How I locked eyes with Al Capone “Scarface”
In the 1900s, Chicago was becoming a hotspot for the criminal organisation. One of the criminal organisations is The Chicago Outfit. Run by Godfather named “Alphonse Gabriel Capone” also known as Al Capone “Scarface”’. Al Capone was born in January 17, 1899, Brooklyn, New York, U.S. He was an American Prohibition-era gangster, who dominated organised crime in Chicago from 1925 to 1931 and became perhaps the most famous gangster in the United States. Under Capone's leadership, the Chicago Outfit became the most powerful criminal organisation in the country, with an estimated annual income of over $100 million.
By The Story Writerabout a year ago in Fiction
How I accidentally joined the Illuminati at my high school: Part 3
After months of balancing my dual life as a high school student and a member of "The Owl," I realised that the cost of keeping these secrets was too high. The dark revelations from the hidden diary only strengthened my resolve to leave the secret society. But quitting was easier said than done. The hidden diary I discovered detailed horrifying truths about society. It stated that "The Owl," along with the Illuminati and the Freemasons, was involved in manipulating global events for their gain. The diary hinted at dangerous rituals and unethical practices, showing that society was far from the benevolent guardian of knowledge it claimed to be. The final straw was the revelation that former members who tried to leave faced dire consequences, including threats to their lives. Knowing that I had to be cautious, I started planning my escape. I couldn't simply disappear without arousing suspicion. I began collecting evidence of society’s wrongdoings, hoping to use it as leverage if needed. I also started distancing myself from other members, pretending to be busy with schoolwork and family obligations.
By The Story Writerabout a year ago in Fiction
How I accidentally joined the Illuminati at my high school: Part 2
After narrowly escaping punishment for bringing the society outfit to my school, I thought my troubles were over. But little did I know, my journey into "The Owl" was just about to begin, and things were about to get a lot more complicated.
By The Story Writerabout a year ago in Fiction
How I accidentally joined the Illuminati at my high school.
My high school was famous for its age, buildings, and culture. When I first arrived at the school, I was very excited to be a part of this prestigious school when I first joined but at the same time nervous about fitting in. Upon entering the school, I had noticed mysterious owl symbols scattered around the school premises, but I did not think much of them then.
By The Story Writerabout a year ago in Fiction
Theory: The Supremacy of White as the Best Colour
The idea of what constitutes the "best" colour is inherently subjective, influenced by personal preferences, cultural backgrounds, and situational contexts. However, examining white from scientific, cultural, psychological, and practical angles reveals its unique and beneficial qualities.
By The Story Writer2 years ago in Art
