Memoir
L'unico: Chapter II
Faty insisted on Jade so they went back home and the psychic woman put her hand on Jade's hand and began to speak some weird stuff that is not understandable. Jade got alittle bit anxious , he hit her hand and returned upstairs to his room. He was sure that is some kind of srocery of some calling to the evil spirits so he freaked out and run away. The woman left the house and Faty was so upset and started to yell on Jade she said: Why didn't you let the woman help you, don't you understand that she's blessed and people come from the far places to see her and get cured , fix their problems with her psychic power
By el hariti adil2 years ago in Chapters
The Simpsons' Shocking Move: The Death of a 34-Year-Old Character Leaves Fans Reeling"
Presentation: In the energetic and consistently developing universe of TV, barely any shows have accomplished the notorious status and persevering through ubiquity of "The Simpsons." For more than thirty years, the energized sitcom has been a staple in families all over the planet, catching the hearts and minds of watchers with its contemptuous humor, vital characters, and ironical interpretation of contemporary society. In any case, in a new improvement that has sent shockwaves through the fanbase, the makers of "The Simpsons" went with the striking choice to kill off a dearest character who had been an apparatus of the show for a considerable length of time.
By MD Nirab Hossain2 years ago in Chapters
Linus
LINUS May 3, 2023 Before I got Old, when I was really small, I remember when I first met my Mom. I was with a different family at first and had a mother that looked like me and brothers and sisters and I was really small. This other family would put me and all my brothers and sisters into a basket with little holes in it and carry us from place to place in it. On some days, we would go to a new place called San Francisco and on some days one of my brothers and sisters would leave us and go to a new place but I don’t know where because I could not go with them. When they would leave, I would miss them. Then one day I was in the place called San Francisco and this lady stopped walking and picked me up.
By Morgan Longford2 years ago in Chapters
DOG
CHARLES April 30, 2023 Well, I can tell you with certainty that this is not a dream. It has been roughly a week since I woke up and could not open my eyes, according to my calculations. Yesterday, I woke up and I was able to open my eyes. It was slow and they were a little sticky and at first only small slivers of light came in and I blinked a little bit and now I can tell you that my suspicions are confirmed. I am a dog. A very small dog, to be exact. I do not know how this happened, but these are the facts, I am sure about that. I am surrounded at all times by other very small dogs, some of which have opened their eyes and stare at me with confusion- rightfully so- and others still have not.
By Morgan Longford2 years ago in Chapters
When I Saw Khana Kaaba
On a serene, moonlit night, I strolled along a road that had a deep meaning. This road held great significance, leading to the revered abode of Allah Almighty, situated nearby. I can’t forget that I landed there at 3:45 a.m. My heart was full of hopes and dreams on such a calm night.
By Ameer Bibi2 years ago in Chapters
A Japanese Parliament Member’s Car Hit Me in 1995 and I Was Bribed to Stay Quiet
Six months after landing in Tokyo, having spent my life savings trying to start a new life, I finally landed a job. After living in poverty on $10 a day, I entered the world I always dreamed of. A position in the center of Japan’s economic engine, working within the headquarters of the country’s largest bank, Mitsubishi Bank. I used my I.T. skills to scour their databases for discrepancies and misbookings. I was called into meetings with the management to give reports on errors involving millions of dollars, then asked to leave when they discussed what to do about them.
By Scott Christenson🌴2 years ago in Chapters
The Medieval Mystery: The Unexplained Dancing Plague of 1518
A Day Unlike Any Other Imagine a beautiful summer day in Strasbourg (present-day France) in July 1518. Suddenly, a woman named Frau Troffea bursts onto the street and begins dancing uncontrollably. No music, no celebration, just a series of frantic twists and turns. The onlookers are stunned. But things get even stranger.
By Mbuh Harmony Neba2 years ago in Chapters
Dreamweaver: The Enlivening of Reality's Dream
In the peaceful limits of her room, underneath the delicate sparkle of evening glow separating through the shades, a young lady named Maya ended up trapped in the pains of a distinctive dream. In this fantasy, she remained on a precipice sitting above a tremendous breadth of twirling fog, the far off sound of crashing waves reverberating in her ears. As she looked out into the void, she felt a bizarre power flowing through her veins, a power not at all like anything she had at any point known.
By Md. Omar Faruk Siddique2 years ago in Chapters
The Work Trip of a Lifetime
This past February I was blessed enough to be able to work in Puerto Rico for about a month. It's moments like this in my life I am grateful for the profession I chose to pursue. Sometimes archaeology sucks, and sometimes you keep opportunities to explore outside your usual world. I stepped off the plane and was greeted by a gentle breeze and an overbearing sun. It reminded me of my time in Guam and how the world suddenly slowed down around me.
By Matthew Mccahey2 years ago in Chapters
Centerfield
September, 2019: Commonwealth Stadium is minimalist: Grey and concrete, lined with typical concession stands, and occasional pops of green and gold. Little has changed in its forty years, with the exception of a few technological aspects. The menus at the concessions are digital, and they have little TVs that display the current game so those out of their seats miss nothing. I’m still getting used to the new jumbo-tron, but my Dad boasts about remembering games from before they installed the first one. But, of course, he also remembers the stadium being constructed. I’ll never get to reminisce about what Commonwealth was like in the eighties, but I grew up in it just like he did. I savour the smell of spilled liquor, the taste of overpriced hot dogs, and, lately, obey the siren call of “Cooold beerrr!”
By Noelle Spaulding 2 years ago in Chapters
