Stream of Consciousness
Midnight in Mercy County: The Case That Haunts Locals Still . Content Warning.
A Peaceful Place with a Dark Secret Mercy County, nestled deep within the heartland, has always been a place that felt untouched by the chaos of the outside world. With its sprawling farmlands, winding dirt roads, and neighborly smiles, it gave the impression that time had stopped somewhere in the 1950s. It was the kind of town where everyone knew your name, your family, and probably your high school GPA too. But despite the calm exterior, every community harbors secrets—and Mercy County’s would erupt one ominous night that forever changed its identity.
By olxia10 8 months ago in Confessions
The Whisper in the Walls: A Family Secret Buried Alive
I never believed in haunted houses—until I moved back into the one I grew up in. After my mother passed away, I inherited the old farmhouse on the edge of Maple Hollow, a quiet little town that hadn’t changed since the ‘90s. I left for college at 18 and swore I'd never return. Too many memories. Too many shadows. But life, as it often does, had other plans.
By Ali8 months ago in Confessions
The Stranger Who Knew My Secret. AI-Generated.
It was just past midnight when the train pulled into the deserted platform. The air was thick with the silence only the dead of night brings, and the flickering platform lights did little to keep the shadows at bay. I stepped into the nearly empty compartment, headphones on, backpack slung over one shoulder, and found an empty seat by the window.
By Ali8 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 配信
I am not sure if I used this word already but it is a very common word. It is what is used to call streamers (haishin-sha) I am a haishin-sha or, I was a haishin-sha before my computer started breaking down. Now I can only write but I do feel determined to express myself in this way since my artistic expressions are being limited by technology and circumstances.
By Kayla McIntosh8 months ago in Confessions
I Burned My Past to Ashes. Then It Rose from the Fire
I stood in the middle of the field, a matchstick trembling between my fingers. The night wind tugged at my coat as if trying to stop me, but it was too late. Everything I once was—old journals, photographs, letters, even the suit I wore the day she left—lay in a pile before me. With a flick of my thumb, the match burst to life. A second later, I dropped it into the mound.
By Syed Umar 8 months ago in Confessions
The Waiting Game
I have been diagnosised with stage one reoccurring cancer back in December of 2024, and did six months of Chemotherapy to treat it. It was a rough and trying path. I honestly thought I wasn’t going to make it. I know that seems a bit dramatic, but if one has read my other articles, you’d know. I’ve had blackouts, getting sick, in and out of the hospital. It was a scary time in my life where I didn’t know if I had the strength to go on. Last Wednesday I had gone and had a CT scan done to see where chemotherapy has left us. Is there cancer? Is the cancer gone?
By Jessie Lynn Nelson8 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 綿棒
I am worried about eating these gummies too quickly but I am sure I will be getting out soon. My mom tripped in her room and injured her leg. Great, that is going to block some of my progress going forward but hopefully it will heal quickly by the 15th.
By Kayla McIntosh8 months ago in Confessions
I Gave Myself This One Rule—And Everything Got Better
For a while, I was cruising through life. Not because it was easy, but because I wasn’t driving. The days just blurred. Wake up, work, handle life, repeat. I hated that feeling. It was like watching someone else live my life from the passenger seat.
By Ming C.8 months ago in Confessions
Forgiveness is not Forgetting the Pain
The scent of brine and ozone filled Elara’s lungs, a familiar comfort that had been hers since childhood. She stood on the cliff edge, the North Sea churning below, its endless roar a constant reminder of both peace and turbulence. It had been twenty years since the accident, twenty years since the waves had stolen her brother, Liam, and left her with a scar that no passage of time, no amount of forgiveness, could truly erase.
By millyanne8 months ago in Confessions
