Stream of Consciousness
Serendipity
SERENDIPITY (Based on true events) I wanted excitement. I craved traveling. I wanted something to happen—anything—that would not make me feel like I was a drone from the movie Star Wars. I wanted change because I had chosen to be a housewife on my own will, and now that I had had a few years of experience on my shoulders, I wanted out. Except—there was no way out. None that I could think of that would not involve swearing, chaos, lawyers and documents.
By Christina Blake Angelou2 months ago in Confessions
Fading Memory... AI-Generated.
Memories are fragile. They start as vivid shades, sharp info, and clean voices, however over the years they soften, blur, and fade. What as soon as felt eternal becomes distant, like a image left too lengthy in the sun. this is the tale of a fading reminiscence—the way it lingers, how it hurts, and the way it teaches us to preserve on even as we are able to.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
Word of the day:お守り
I am just typing until I feel the tension leave my body but I think that I am just going to keep typing until I feel better. I am sort of channeling right now, but I enjoy the lesson actually. I sort of want to get an extra page out but I feel that's being a little cheeky. I mean I am basically like the other people who draw during class so, I am completely fine with it being that way.
By Kayla McIntosh2 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day:論文
I think it was a mistake to hug Jessica, I mean she told me about putting a gun to her head. The dumb bitch shouldn't even be having a gun, I mean it is the same reason I don't keep a lighter in the house, nor have candles. I am afraid if I do lose it, I'll be tempted to burn the building down.
By Kayla McIntosh2 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: チヂミ
It was crazy last night, I was like getting " extra time " being high and I could've probably been more productive with that time, but I ended up falling asleep at probably around 10pm and woke up at 6am so, I think I got my 8 hours of sleep.
By Kayla McIntosh2 months ago in Confessions
The Silent Library:. AI-Generated.
The rain have been falling all evening, tapping in competition to the tall home home windows of the antique college library. maximum college college students had already left, their footsteps fading down the marble corridors, leaving most effective silence inside the returned of. but Daniel stayed. He become decided to finish his studies paper, and the library’s limitless cabinets promised solutions.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
The Neighbor Who Vanished Overnight:. AI-Generated.
I had lived on Maple Street for nearly a decade, long enough to know the rhythm of the neighborhood. The morning joggers, the evening dog walkers, the occasional barbecue smoke drifting from backyards — it was a place where routine felt safe, predictable.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Confessions
What Finally Helped Me Calm My Mind
I’ve spent most of my life inside a noisy brain. Even on days when the world outside felt calm, the world inside me never quite matched it. My thoughts ran like overlapping voices, each one trying to grab my attention. Even small decisions — what to eat, who to text back, whether to start a task now or later — spiraled into twenty more thoughts I didn’t ask for.
By Aman Saxena2 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 嘆き
I am on a new page, I shouldn't be writing still, I am way motivated to actually do my homework, there is no point in me stalling the inevitable. But there is this really annoying fly that keeps going across the screen, but it seems to have stopped as soon as I wrote about it.
By Kayla McIntosh2 months ago in Confessions
