Friendship
The Day I Died. Content Warning.
I had a long life ahead of me. I had 2 kids and a loving wife. I perfect, sincere job. I was on a run to become the headsman in my institution. Everything looks clean and clear. But there's something we always forget. The ending.
By Kelly Munala Brookes6 months ago in Confessions
Today’s People of the World
Today’s People of the World Today’s people of the world wake up to buzzing phones instead of birdsong. Before their feet hit the floor, they’ve already checked the weather, doom scrolled through headlines, liked a stranger’s vacation photo, and sighed at someone else's good fortune.
By Wings of Time 6 months ago in Confessions
The surprising trend of converting to Islam around the world: Why people are choosing Islam despite Islamophobia.
The surprising trend of converting to Islam around the world: Why people are choosing Islam despite Islamophobia. He walked into the mosque wearing jeans, a flannel shirt, and carrying a book in his hand — The Qur’an.
By waseem khan6 months ago in Confessions
My dog didn’t just fill the silence—he became my voice
There was a time in my life when silence wasn’t peaceful—it was painful. The kind of silence that gets into your bones. The kind that, after loss, after loneliness, after life, takes away those few voices that used to make you feel seen.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Confessions
The Clock Strikes Her Name
The old grandfather clock stood in the corner of the dimly lit parlor, its wooden case scarred by decades of neglect. It hadn’t worked for years—no one in the Hawthorne family had bothered to wind it since the accident. But tonight, as midnight approached, something stirred inside the ancient mechanism.
By ATTAULLAH SHAH6 months ago in Confessions
I Am A Winner
Introduction I joined Vocal for the big prize money. That never happened. I have two challenge placements, an "honourable" mention, some Top Stories and a couple of Resource pieces, but Vocal and a lot of creators see me as a thorn in Vocal's side.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 months ago in Confessions
Whispers in the Rain
The rain fell gently on the cobbled path, each drop like a whisper from the sky. Emily pulled her woolen red cap tighter as she looked up, her eyes shimmering with curiosity. Beside her, Thomas reached out his hand, letting the raindrops collect on his palm. They weren’t bothered by the cold or the wet. To them, the rain was magic — a curtain that separated the real world from their secret one.
By The Pen of Farooq 7 months ago in Confessions
