Humanity
THE POPULAR GIRL
The Popular Girl My name is Emma. I’m the type of girl most people are jealous of. I have a really nice boyfriend, a great family, great friends, and I can eat whatever I want without gaining weight. But, I have a terminal illness that no one besides my parents and I know about. It’s called Cystic Fibrosis.
By Daniel B. Usang 3 years ago in Confessions
Warrior in Life
Once, there was a fighter named Jack who had a difficult life. He grew up in a rough neighborhood and was constantly getting into trouble. He was kicked out of school, and he struggled to find a job. But Jack had a dream, and that dream was to become a professional fighter.
By Duță Nicolae3 years ago in Confessions
The story of Prophet ibrahim
Prophet Ibrahim (also known as Abraham) is an important figure in the Abrahamic religions, including Islam, Judaism, and Christianity. His life story is mentioned in the Quran, the Bible, and the Hadith (Islamic traditions). Here is a detailed note on the life of Prophet Ibrahim:
By Ibrahim ashraf 3 years ago in Confessions
VERY ROMANTIC TRUE LOVE STORY
My name is janu . I am very romantic girl , I am studying in b tech final year year in a college. I am from guntur. My family belongs to an orthodox background. I always kept myself away from the things which were immoral. I could never think about falling in love with anyone as my family does not tolerate these types of things at all. So I always kept full control on my feelings. But when I reached in second year, I came to know that a boy likes me since I was in B.A first year.
By Lakshmi garlapati3 years ago in Confessions
When love dies
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled amidst rolling hills, lived a man named Oliver. He was a kind and gentle soul, with eyes that held a spark of endless passion. Oliver's heart yearned for the love of a woman named Eleanor, a captivating beauty who enchanted his every thought.
By Faisal Bilal3 years ago in Confessions
Wake up, Hu Shiwen
"Wake up, Hu Shiwen! We'll be there in a minute. Wake up! "My mother's voice came from my sleep. Why, what am I doing on a plane? Oh, so I'm on a plane from Hangzhou Xiaoshan Airport to Bangkok, Thailand. By the time I was dressed and packed, I had arrived at Bangkok airport, where the words I heard most were sa waa dee kaa, which is Thai for hello or goodbye. In the next few days, every day was full. In Bangkok, we went to the Jade Buddha Temple, the Grand Palace, the Fifth King's Palace, and went to see the crocodile, snake performance. The next was horseback riding and elephant riding. When I fed the elephant to eat coconut, the coconut was snatched away by the elephant with its trunk. We also went to the orchard to see tropical fruits and eat fruit feast, fruit garden hanging durian, jackfruit, mango, mangosteen, dragon fruit, pineapple and so on, it was too much, eat my stomach round. We also to the water people, where the food is too much, but I love to eat mango sticky rice, is my favorite food, back to Hangzhou, because too miss this taste, also specially let mom and dad do it for me to eat, but mango seems to be more delicious Thailand. I want to eat there again, and I'm salivating. And then there's probably my favorite part, which is going to the beach. This time we went to Pattaya Island, live there for 5 nights, every day is to go to the beach to play, where the sea is very clean. I also buy the best coconut ice cream. I can eat several of them every day and never get tired of them. The most unforgettable thing for me is the undersea walk. This undersea walk, with a large, heavy helmet attached to oxygen, takes turns going down one by one. I know you can't go down with mom and dad, you don't want to play, dad encouraged me to say, he went to the bottom of the sea, will wait for me below, because I am a child, go down, there will be a diver uncle on the side to protect me, let me not be afraid, also said I go down, mother then also down, let me and dad together, waiting for her at the bottom of the sea. Then on a dare I agree to go down.
By wayne palfrey3 years ago in Confessions
Spreading Myself Thin
“I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat, or a prostitute.” ― Rebecca West, ‘The Young Rebecca: Writings’ (1911–1917)
By Shayan Asghar 3 years ago in Confessions
TAKE A JOKE, SWEETHEART
He leaned over my desk, his body casting a shadow over my writing. Two fists were suddenly pressed hard next to my book, giving him an air of undeserved authority. “You know they're just joking, right?” His voice was gentle, as if he were speaking to a timid animal.
By Daniel B. Usang 3 years ago in Confessions
SILENT NO MORE
“Is he gay?” "I think so.” “Yeah, I'm pretty sure.” “Ask him.” “Hey, are you–” The last period bell cut off the cacophony of fresh gossip. My ears burned with embarrassment, and I walked away as quickly as possible, feeling clunky and awkward. There had always been rumors about my sexual orientation, but the painfully straightforward questions made me cringe. I tried to shrug off the girls' malice as ignorance, but I became preoccupied with thought. My blood rose with anger as I heard their laughter in the background. Inhibitions blinded, I rashly shouted, “Some people are so rude!”
By Daniel B. Usang 3 years ago in Confessions
