Stream of Consciousness
Word of the Day: お疲れ様
I am back at Starbucks today. I had such a hard time sleeping last night since I had a brief psychosis involving Jahon. I really questioned whether Reo is good for me and whether I did like him. I think he wants to confess to me soon or is expecting me to confess but I think I don’t feel that way or rather I don’t know how to feel after all that has happened to me.
By Kayla McIntosh6 months ago in Confessions
The Quiet Fame of Lila Hart: What Happens When a Celebrity Wants to Disappear?
There was nothing remarkable about Lila Hart when she became famous. No breakout film. No viral dance. No famous last name. She didn’t have the glimmer of a nepo baby, nor the shine of a calculated rise through social media. She didn’t even own a ring light.
By noor ul amin7 months ago in Confessions
The Well's Whisper
The Well's Whisper The silence shattered the moment frantic screams pierced the humid Texas air. It was October 14, 1987 — a day that dawned like any other, filled with the lazy hum of summer’s lingering warmth and the innocent laughter of an 18-month-old child. Jessica McClure, a tiny whirlwind of curiosity, played joyfully in her aunt’s backyard in Midland, Texas, when the unthinkable occurred. One moment she was there — a bright spark of life — and the next, it was as if the earth had swallowed her whole. She had vanished into an abandoned, eight-inch wide, 22-foot deep well — a dark, narrow maw in the unsuspecting ground.
By Noman Afridi7 months ago in Confessions
The Stranger Who Shared My Blood
I never imagined that a saliva test could make me question everything about my identity. Like many people during lockdown, I got bored and bought one of those at-home DNA kits. It sat on my shelf for weeks until I finally spit into the tube and mailed it off, expecting nothing more than confirmation of what I'd always been told: half Swedish, half French, and a proud mix of both.
By Hamad Haider7 months ago in Confessions
