Secrets
A Letter to Myself From 10 Years in the Future
I was sitting at my kitchen table on a quiet Sunday morning, coffee in hand, staring at a blank page in my journal. Life felt like it was in a strange place—too many questions, not enough answers. I was 27, tired, unsure, and truthfully, a little scared of where my life was headed.
By Fazal Hadi6 months ago in Confessions
Loving You in Secret
They met in the quiet corner of a crowded café, where the world outside seemed to rush past like a distant storm. Amid the chatter and clinking of coffee cups, there was a stillness only they could feel — a connection woven in silence before a single word was spoken.
By Muhammad Tayyab6 months ago in Confessions
Human Monsters Part 2. AI-Generated.
Rawan continued, "Larry, thank you for reminding me of the proudest man on earth... Thank you for reminding me of Daedalus. Do you know why he was the proudest man on earth? He believed he could conquer nature, not just his king! Not just the gods! Nature in all its glory!
By ADIR SEGAL6 months ago in Confessions
When Silence Speaks Loudest
The clock ticked softly, almost too softly for a room so still. Outside, the winter air pressed its foggy fingers against the frosted glass of the living room window. Inside, two people sat, separated by three feet of space and miles of misunderstanding.
By Muhammad Tayyab6 months ago in Confessions
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
''The Lie Detector Date''
When I signed up for the dating experiment, I thought it was a joke. “One night. One date. One lie detector.” the ad read, plastered across my feed in loud red and black font. I assumed it was some bizarre social experiment or a marketing stunt. But then I got the confirmation email with an NDA, a time, and a place.
By farooq shah6 months ago in Confessions
The Sky Was Never Found
Eva Langley was a woman who trusted her instincts more than anyone she knew. Sometimes that meant small things-turning left instead of right on a familiar street, choosing tea over coffee. Other times, it meant decisions that shaped entire lifetimes.
By Jawad Ali6 months ago in Confessions
Malala’s Courage Still Echoes in My Heart
I still remember the first time I heard Malala Yousafzai’s name. I was barely a teenager, sitting alone in a dim, quiet room in my small town. The flickering light of our old TV filled the space as the news anchor’s voice trembled while reporting: “A young Pakistani girl was shot in the head by the Taliban… for wanting an education.”
By majid ali6 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
I Opened a Stranger’s Letter by Mistake — Then Everything Changed
I wasn’t supposed to read it. The envelope was plain — no return address, no sender, just my name scribbled in uneven handwriting that felt both unfamiliar and eerily intimate. It had been slipped through my door sometime during the night. No stamp, no postal mark. It shouldn’t have been there.
By Muhammad Abuzar Badshah 6 months ago in Confessions
Human Monsters Part 1. AI-Generated.
Edward Rowan was a man in his thirties, a recluse residing at the edge of town in his own private farm, having lost his family several years prior. Rowan cherished solitude, which is why he never married; however, the company of others never bothered him too much, as long as it was temporary. He was a large and athletic man, yet at first glance, no one would perceive the man wearing colorful Hawaiian shirts and straw hats as someone capable of walking several hundred meters without becoming breathless, let alone engaging in any athletic activities.
By ADIR SEGAL6 months ago in Confessions
