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Dearest
Your words, they fall like rain on my spirit, unkind and cold, Jesting in shadows, they pierce my heart, a story untold. When slurs slip from your lips, they cut through the air, A term that wounds deeply, it's too much to bear. Your jests at my friends, at the essence of who they are, Mocking the pronouns they cherish, it leaves a scar.
By Grace Stevenson2 years ago in Confessions
The Moon Seeker
In a small village nestled in the rolling hills of Pakistan, there lived a young girl named Sophia. She was a dreamer, with eyes that shone like the stars on a clear night. Sophia had always been fascinated by the moon, and every night, she would gaze up at the sky, hoping to catch a glimpse of its silvery glow. She loved how it seemed to change shape and size, a constant reminder that life is full of cycles and transformations.
By Abdul Qadeer2 years ago in Confessions
Difference between Iced and Cold Brew Coffee, and how to make theme
Difference between Iced and Cold Brew Coffee Iced coffee and cold brew coffee are two popular chilled coffee beverages that are perfect for warm weather or any time you're craving a refreshing caffeine boost. While they may seem similar at first glance, there are significant differences between the two in terms of brewing methods, flavor profiles, and even caffeine content. Let's explore these differences and how to make each one.
By Md Arif Hossain2 years ago in Confessions
Nigeria's Pioneering Efforts in Meningitis Vaccine Development
Title: Nigeria's Pioneering Efforts in Meningitis Vaccine Development In the battle against infectious diseases, Nigeria stands at the forefront of innovation with its pioneering efforts in developing a new vaccine to combat meningitis. Meningitis, a potentially deadly infection causing inflammation of the protective membranes covering the brain and spinal cord, poses a significant public health threat in many regions, particularly across the African meningitis belt.
By Md Arif Hossain2 years ago in Confessions
Lie to Me. Issue #8
When meeting Luna we were both just wanderers making our way across the plain. Luna was caught up with some outlaws that had a mental grasp over her. I was self-assured for the first time in my life and confident in my own ability to solve a problem correctly based on fairness and compromise. When we crossed paths her gaze entrapped me with breathtaking beauty, her smile so bright I almost mistook it for the sun shining through the rainy day. Her aura was kind, warm, and welcoming.
By (JERJ) Thudd Walker2 years ago in Confessions
The Egg Comes Before The Chicken. Content Warning.
In the ageless inquiry of what started things out, the chicken or the egg, the discussion keeps on charming personalities and mix interest. While the inquiry appears to be straightforward, its suggestions dig profound into science, reasoning, and even religious philosophy. Shockingly, present day science offers a convincing response: the egg went before the chicken. We should unwind this deep rooted secret and investigate the interesting bits of knowledge it offers.
By Kazi Hasebul Hasan Naime 2 years ago in Confessions
THE POWER OF LOVE
THE POWER OF LOVE … many years ago … I was a young bride. Yet, at eighteen, walking down the aisle to join hands with my soon-to-be husband, I thought I couldn’t be any happier. The following year, fourteen months after our first anniversary, I gave birth to my first son. If grinning could actually crack a face, mine would have split in two.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Confessions
When Secrets Collide (Emphasizes the clash between infidelity and reality)
Rain lashed against the bookstore window, blurring the world outside into a watercolor wash of grey. Inside, Clara, nestled amongst towering shelves, felt a pang of claustrophobia that mirrored the secret suffocating her. Her phone buzzed, a silent notification on the screen. It was a single word: "Meet me. Usual."
By Nada soliman2 years ago in Confessions
What Did I Learn From My First Love?
My first love taught me... Rupi Kaur's Gratitude Writing Prompts My first husband taught me about the love between a man and a woman. I was young, a teen but I understood clearly what that was when I met him. I was 15 when I met him and he was 21 years old. He was one of my best friends' older brother.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Confessions
