Childhood
Tattoos for Tots
In the grand carnival of our perpetually progressing society, every day brings fresh opportunities to cast aside dusty traditions and dance wildly into the realm of innovation. Among the array of societal taboos ripe for reconsideration, one surprisingly persists—our arbitrary denial of tattoos to children. Yes, my good friends, the absurdity must cease; it's high time we acknowledge the autonomy and self-expression of our youngest citizens by letting them ink their hearts onto their sleeves—literally.
By Conrad Hannon7 months ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Neurodivergent Black Girl: Shame. Content Warning.
"Can't you do anything right?" Shame permeates me like the sound of a church bell in the streets. It moves through my body like a snake, wrapping itself around my heart and my brain. Then it squeezes.
By Riss7 months ago in Confessions
"The 5 Seconds That Broke Me — and Then Built Me Again”
It was just five seconds. Five seconds of silence after the call ended. Five seconds that shattered my world. I still remember the vibration in my pocket. I was walking home after a tiring shift, lost in thought, wondering if life would ever become more than just survival. The call came from my brother. I picked it up with a tired, “Hello?”
By TrueVocal7 months ago in Confessions
: “The Day a Stranger Sat Beside Me and Changed My Life”
I wasn’t supposed to be on that bus. My car had broken down two days earlier, and everything since had been a blur of borrowed rides, rescheduled shifts, and growing panic. I was already skating on thin ice at work, and one more delay could cost me my job. To top it off, rent was due, my savings were gone, and my sister hadn’t spoken to me since the funeral.
By Izazkhan7 months ago in Confessions
A Light That Burned in the Dark
There was a time when Nathan didn’t know how to breathe. He wasn’t choking, not in the physical sense. But every morning felt like drowning inside a glass room, suffocating without water, without a cause, without a way out. People around him would casually say, “It’s just a phase,” as if agony was temporary like a passing flu, or a scratched record you could replace. But Nathan knew otherwise. Inside him, there was a silence deafening, persistent that crushed every budding thought before it could bloom into hope.
By Ashraf 8 months ago in Confessions
Behind Smiles
Behind Smiles You see her every day. She's the kind of person who makes others feel lighter just by entering the room. Her smile is radiant, her laugh contagious. She remembers birthdays, sends late-night encouragement messages to friends, and cracks jokes even during tense meetings. Everyone calls her "sunshine." She's the one people lean on when things go wrong.
By TrueVocal8 months ago in Confessions
She Was My Best Friend for 20 Years — Until I Found Out the Truth About Her Past
When a Stranger Becomes Your Person We met in college, in one of those large, echoing lecture halls where nobody really knows anyone unless they make the effort. Emily chose the seat next to me because every other seat had been taken. I remember she smiled like she already knew a secret about me. It was disarming. She borrowed a pen, cracked a joke about the professor’s monotone voice, and by the end of class, I knew I wanted her to be part of my life.
By Izazkhan8 months ago in Confessions
Encore at twelve!!!
⸻ 🎵 Encore at Twelve When applause lingered longer than a dream In those days, the world moved more slowly. Sundays were for rest, for visiting relatives, or for taking trips out of town. But one particular Sunday — the day of my first recital — music briefly took precedence over everything else.
By Lenia M. K.8 months ago in Confessions
