The Writer...A_Awan
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16‑year‑old Ayesha, high school student and storyteller. Passionate about suspense, emotions, and life lessons...
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The Tower Without Light:. AI-Generated.
The town skyline glittered with neon and glass, but one constructing stood aside. in the dead of night, with out fail, its lighting fixtures died. ground with the aid of floor, window by way of window, the tower sank into blackness at the same time as the relaxation of the city pulsed with existence.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Horror
The Midnight Station:. AI-Generated.
The educate station changed into deserted. middle of the night had come and long past, yet Tiela stood by myself on the platform, clutching her coat tighter in opposition to the cold. The lamps flickered, casting lengthy shadows across the cracked tiles.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Horror
The Silent Class Room:. AI-Generated.
The college became empty whilst she arrived. The corridors stretched long and hollow, their walls echoing with the faint hum of fluorescent lights. It was a ways too early for college kids, but some thing compelled her to liberate the study room door.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Horror
Tomorow's Song. AI-Generated.
The night time become stressed. Rain tapped against the window like a secret code, each drop echoing within the hole room. A unmarried candle burned at the table, its flame trembling as although it carried the burden of 1000 unanswered questions.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Fiction
Forever Distant:. AI-Generated.
The station became drowning in shadows whilst Tiela arrived. Rain tapped against the iron roof, every drop echoing like a countdown. She clutched her coat tighter, her eyes fixed at the tracks that stretched into the unknown. someplace beyond them, Arman lived a lifestyles she not diagnosed.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Fiction
Silent Sun:. AI-Generated.
The morning began like another inside the coastal town of Miran. Fishermen organized their nets, youngsters rushed to high school, and the elderly sat out of doors their houses sipping tea. yet, because the solar rose, something felt incorrect. Its glow turned into muted, light, as though wrapped in a veil. The townspeople squinted on the horizon, whispering to each other. The sun turned into there, however it become silent—its warm temperature absent, its brilliance stolen.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Exam Paper:. AI-Generated.
It became the stop of the semester at Karachi university, and the campus buzzed with the apprehensive power of students getting ready for very last tests. Ayesha, a diligent pupil, had spent weeks revising. on the morning of her literature examination, she arrived early, clutching her notes and seeking to calm her racing mind.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Fiction
Buried Secrets:. AI-Generated.
Every life carries secrets. Some are small—like forgotten promises or unspoken fears. Others are heavy, buried deep within us, shaping the way we see the world without ever being spoken aloud. These buried secrets live in the shadows of our hearts, waiting for the right moment to surface. And when they do, they change everything.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
Lost Voice:. AI-Generated.
There has been a time whilst my voice should fill a room. now not with extent, but with presence. I spoke with conviction, with emotion, with readability. people listened—no longer due to the fact I demanded attention, but due to the fact I carried some thing actual. but slowly, nearly imperceptibly, that voice started to fade.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Humans
Hidden Pain:. AI-Generated.
Pain isn't always usually loud. It does not continually scream, cry, or call for attention. sometimes, ache hides in silence, tucked away behind smiles and well mannered conversations. It lingers quietly, invisible to the sector, yet heavy enough to bend the soul. this is the story of hidden pain—the type that no person sees, however anybody carries.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
Silent Goodbye:. AI-Generated.
There are moments in existence whilst the absence of phrases will become heavier than any spoken truth. A good-bye left unsaid, a farewell swallowed by way of situation, can echo louder than the maximum dramatic departure. that is the tale of a silent goodbye—one that lingers in the coronary heart lengthy after the moment has handed.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Fiction
Fading Memory... AI-Generated.
Memories are fragile. They start as vivid shades, sharp info, and clean voices, however over the years they soften, blur, and fade. What as soon as felt eternal becomes distant, like a image left too lengthy in the sun. this is the tale of a fading reminiscence—the way it lingers, how it hurts, and the way it teaches us to preserve on even as we are able to.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
