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The Midnight Whistle:. AI-Generated.
Karachi is a metropolis of noise. Rickshaws rattle through slim lanes, vendors shout charges, and youngsters play cricket until the streetlights flicker on. but in a single community near the old railway tracks, silence falls at nighttime. no longer due to the fact people sleep — but because of the whistle.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
The Vanishing Echo:. AI-Generated.
It commenced on a humid night in Karachi, the kind of night time where the air feels heavy with secrets and techniques. The streets were alive with providers shouting fees, youngsters chasing each different, and the occasional honk of a rickshaw weaving via site visitors. yet, in the midst of this regular chaos, some thing first rate — and terrifying — unfolded.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
ramblings of a madwoman
so i think i figured out how, biomechanically speaking, metAlchemy works in the brains it works in (most/all) and why there might be an exception in my husband. ready to take a trip on the crazy train? it's about to get delusional in here, folks. here's your chance to walk away.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist2 months ago in Confessions
The Last Knock at Midnight:. AI-Generated.
The night time became heavy with silence, the kind that presses against your chest and makes each breath experience like a secret. Aisha sat alone in her dimly lit rental, her palms wrapped round a chipped porcelain mug. The tea inside had lengthy long gone bloodless, however she held it besides, as though the warmth would possibly return if she just waited long enough.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
The Disappearing Act:. AI-Generated.
I hadn’t heard from Zara in three days. That wasn’t uncommon—she was the sort of individual who disappeared for some time, then came again with stories that made you question truth. but this time felt one-of-a-kind.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
Can you change your fate?
I guess it all depends on which angle you are looking at this, an argument can be made about how our actions led us down a certain path and eventually to a specific place and another can be made about how our environment is responsible for all the things we did. Either ways I think it all comes down to the same thing at the end of the day.
By real Jema2 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 優等生
I accidentally drank too much last night and threw up in the shower ( I cleaned it up afterwards but..) It happened because I bought alcohol instead of weed because I didn't have enough for delivery ( your order has to equal 40+ dollars to enable delivery ) and it already got sort of late/passed the delivery window and I didn't want to walk to the store to buy some directly so I thought I could just do that. Big mistake.
By Kayla McIntosh2 months ago in Confessions
The Day I Stopped Letting Anxiety Drive
I used to wake up every morning with my heart already racing. Before my feet hit the floor, my mind had already played out every possible disaster that could happen that day. What if I said something awkward? What if my boss noticed I wasn’t doing enough? What if my friends secretly didn’t like me? Anxiety was a constant background hum that never turned off.
By john dawar3 months ago in Confessions
