Secrets
I Found a Breakup Letter in My Coat Pocket — and It Was Addressed to Me
It had been almost a year since we ended things. No big fight. No dramatic walkout. Just silence. A slow fade-out. Like a movie you keep watching, even when the credits are already rolling.
By Ishaq Ahmadzai 10 months ago in Confessions
"Echoes of the Mind"
The room was quiet, save for the gentle ticking of a clock mounted above the doorway. Soft light spilled through a narrow window, cutting across the white linoleum floor in long, golden streaks. Dr. Elara Venn sat in a sleek gray chair, her fingers curled around a pen that had long since stopped writing. Her eyes were focused on the man seated across from her, his expression vacant, as if he were staring through her and into something far more distant.
By muhammad khalil10 months ago in Confessions
The Dangerous Lover
(Dark Romance - Part 7) "This is what true love really is, Neela. This is what a sacred relationship looks like. The fact that you still feel this way proves that you were truly Shraban's wife. And from what I’ve seen, that boy loves you madly," said Neela’s mother.
By Sabiha Sums10 months ago in Confessions
A Cup of Coffee and a Chance Encounter
As Amelia entered the café and brushed the snow from her coat, the bells above the door jingled sweetly. The smell of freshly brewed coffee enticed her to exhale, and the place's warmth enveloped her like a blanket. After weeks of dreary skies, it was one of the few January mornings when the sky appeared nearly blue.
By MD SHAMIM RANA10 months ago in Confessions
Rules for a Strong Marriage
''Rules for Relationship Every Married Couple Must Follow.'' So, whether you're newly getting into a relationship or have been in one for some time, rules can help you level up. Simply follow these rules below and just watch the magic unfold.
By Rohitha Lanka10 months ago in Confessions
The Things We Bow To
"The Things We Bow To" — A Story About Idolatry Long ago, in a sun-scorched land, temples towered over the hills like monuments to forgotten truths. People came from all directions—merchants, mothers, shepherds, soldiers—each bringing something to offer. They laid their sacrifices before carved statues with eyes that never blinked and mouths that never spoke. Some were made of gold, others of wood or stone, each one shaped to represent power, beauty, love, or strength.
By Gabriela Tone10 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: ぱりぱり
So today is Leo in Mars, it is supposed to be a great day and so far it has at least been interesting so I am glad about that. Though I am probably going to get a drink and draw tonight because this is too much of an adulting day or whatever. I am just annoyed at this point but my faith in this being a good day is still high.
By Kayla McIntosh10 months ago in Confessions
How I Found My Voice Through Writing — One Paragraph at a Time
I used to think a writer’s voice was something you were born with. Like a secret tone, buried deep inside, waiting to be uncovered in a single flash of brilliance. I thought one day, I’d sit down, type the perfect sentence, and there it would be: my voice, fully formed, confident, and undeniably mine.
By Khanh Nguyen10 months ago in Confessions
