Childhood

💔 The One Text I Regret Not Sending — And Why It Still Haunts Me
🕊️ The Unsent Message That Changed Everything We all have that one text we never sent. Maybe it was an apology. Maybe it was a confession.
By Irfan Ali6 months ago in Confessions
When He Knocked on My Door at Fajr
It was 4:27 a.m. when I heard the knock. Not a loud one — just soft, hesitant. Three taps. Then silence. I assumed it was a dream, turned over in bed, and pulled the blanket higher.
By waseem khan6 months ago in Confessions
Thought We Were Brothers. Turns Out I Was Just Backup.
We met in the summer, young and wild, Two dumb teens with that troublemaker smile. Started as strangers, turned boys real quick,
By Mic Henry6 months ago in Confessions
The Letter My Father Never Sent
I was 8 years old when my father died. A sudden heart attack. No warning. One minute he was telling me to clean up my crayons, the next he was gone—just like that.
By Muhammad Usama6 months ago in Confessions
Extreme Heat Sweeps Across the U.S.: Millions Under Threat”
A powerful heat wave is sweeping across much of the United States, especially in the Midwest, the Southeast, and up along the East Coast. This heat wave is being driven by a heat dome, a weather pattern that traps hot air in one place for many days. With temperatures often soaring over 100 °F (38 °C) and humidity adding to the heat, this situation is putting millions of people at serious risk.
By Junaid Shahid 6 months ago in Confessions
Appearance VS Reality
To the world, Ava looked perfect. Flawless skin. Shining hair. The kind of face that made people stop in the street. Her laugh? Airy and contagious, the kind you’d hear in romantic movie trailers. Her Instagram? Curated like a lifestyle magazine—sunsets, beach waves, oat milk lattes, and friends in flower fields.
By Hamad Haider6 months ago in Confessions
Carried by Grace: How God Held Me Together
Life doesn't always go the way we imagine. I've walked through seasons of grief, heartbreak and loss that made me wonder if I'd ever find my way back. But in every single moment, one thing has remained the same God's grace.
By MelCreates6 months ago in Confessions
He Swore We Were Brothers… Until He Stole Everything From Me. AI-Generated.
I met Dre when I was 12. The type of kid who walked into a room and everybody looked. He had that confidence — smooth with his words, never second-guessed anything. Me? I was quiet, always in the background, but Dre never made me feel like I didn’t belong.
By Mic Henry6 months ago in Confessions
Impacting Others, Happy or Brilliant, and Huggers
Impacting Others, Happy or Brilliant, and Huggers Amir was never the kind of guy people noticed twice. He walked with his head low, avoided loud conversations, and preferred to spend his evenings reading old books at the corner tea shop near Saddar. His world was small, quiet — and safe.
By waseem khan6 months ago in Confessions
I Cut My Finger With a ‘Chainsaw’
"I Cut My Finger With a Chainsaw" I should’ve known better. But knowing better never stopped me from doing dumb things. It started as a lazy Saturday. My dad had left his old chainsaw in the garage, and I’d always wanted to feel the power of it in my own hands. I wasn’t planning to do anything reckless. Just a few small logs. Just to see what it felt like. Just to test myself.
By waseem khan6 months ago in Confessions
10 Practical Ways to Reduce Electricity Consumption of Your Evaporative Cooler. AI-Generated.
Evaporative coolers, also known as swamp coolers, are an energy-efficient alternative to traditional air conditioners, especially in hot and dry climates. However, their electricity consumption can still add up, particularly during peak summer months. By implementing a few smart strategies, you can significantly reduce the energy usage of your evaporative cooler without sacrificing comfort. In this article, we’ll explore 10 practical ways to optimize your cooler’s performance and lower your electricity bills.
By handy maneshon6 months ago in Confessions
I Carried Everyone Until I Couldn’t Anymore
They came to me when they fell apart. Friends, family, coworkers—even strangers who barely knew me beyond surface-level pleasantries. Somehow, I’d become a magnet for other people’s pain, the go-to person when things got messy. I never asked for the role, but I never rejected it either. Saying “yes” to others felt like proof that I mattered. It gave me purpose. And besides, strong people didn’t need help, right?
By Nadeem Shah 6 months ago in Confessions