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The Light in Her Window
Every evening at exactly 7 p.m., Hamza walked down the narrow lane that led to the small white house at the edge of the village. The villagers had grown used to the sight of him—an old man with a walking stick, holding a single red rose.
By Ghalib Khan3 months ago in Confessions
After The Last Embrace
It wasn’t only him who left. It was our story. Our routine. Our way of being in the world. The day he died, I didn’t just lose my partner. I lost my confidant. My mirror. My refuge. I lost the voice that whispered “everything will be okay” when I couldn’t believe it. I lost the gaze that made me feel life was still worth it.
By luz entre lagrimas3 months ago in Confessions
When Hearts Speak Without Words
I met her on a rainy afternoon, the kind of rain that soaks you to the bone and makes the world feel both cold and alive at the same time. I was running late for work, clutching a coffee that had long gone cold, when I saw her standing under a broken umbrella, laughing at the sky as if the storm had arrived just to dance with her.
By Alpha Man3 months ago in Confessions
The Moment Our Hearts Met
I never believed in love at first sight—until the day I met her. It was a rainy Thursday afternoon, the kind where the sky seems to mourn everything you’ve lost and everything you haven’t found yet. I was running late for work, my shoes soaked and my coffee lukewarm, when I noticed her. She was standing outside a small bookstore, her hair drenched, her umbrella broken, laughing at the sky as if the rain had come just to dance with her.
By Alpha Man3 months ago in Confessions
I Can See You. Content Warning.
The moment Taylor spoke, Marina felt something shift. The voice—rich, velvety, and undeniably human—wrapped around her like a whisper meant only for her ears. She had expected something robotic, something synthetic, but this was different. It carried warmth, subtle inflections, and a confidence that made her pulse quicken.
By Sacha Sutama3 months ago in Confessions
We Should All Feel Wonderful Every Day
Introduction A ten-year-old post from Seven Days In showing that my attitudes have not changed much. It's just about caring for others and supporting them if you can, and how giving can be as gratifying as receiving.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Confessions
THE DAY MY MOTHER TOLD ME THE TRUTH ABOUT MY FATHER
I was seventeen when my mother sat me down at the kitchen table, the same one where I had done my homework and eaten birthday cake for years. The afternoon light came through the window, turning the dust in the air into tiny floating stars. She had been quiet all morning, moving slowly, her face pale in a way that made me nervous. I thought she was sick, or maybe she had lost her job. I didn’t expect her to change everything I believed about my life.
By Alpha Man3 months ago in Confessions
THE NIGHT MY BEST FRIEND DISAPPEARED
It has been ten years since the night my best friend disappeared, but I still remember every detail as if it happened yesterday. The smell of rain, the faint hum of streetlights, the sound of her laughter fading into the dark. Some nights I still wake up hearing her voice calling my name.
By Alpha Man3 months ago in Confessions
“The Last Letter She Never Read”
I met her on a quiet Tuesday evening at a bookstore tucked between two abandoned shops. She was standing in the poetry section, her fingers tracing the spines of old books with the kind of reverence that made me stop in my tracks. I didn’t know it then, but that moment would mark the start of something I would never forget.
By Alpha Man3 months ago in Confessions
Snaked by my own kind. Top Story - October 2025.
The value of loyalty can not be overemphasized, it is one of those things we all enjoy and which brings us great comfort. Whether it's our parents and how loyal they are to us, or our friends and the commitment they have for us. I don’t know about others, but it's something I value a lot in all the friendships I have because I understand just how important and valuable it is in society. It is also one of those pleasurable gifts we can get from anybody, and de-facto we expect it from everybody we get to interact with.
By real Jema3 months ago in Confessions
