Teenage years

What No One Tells You About Visiting Paris Alone
It was supposed to be a reset. A solo trip to Paris. One backpack, one broken heart, and no real plan. The idea was romantic—eat croissants under the Eiffel Tower, get lost in the Louvre, maybe flirt with a stranger in a bookstore. But what no one tells you about visiting Paris alone is this:
By Rameez Khan7 months ago in Confessions
“A Love Letter I Never Meant to Send”
I wrote it on a rainy Tuesday — not because Tuesdays are special, but because grief doesn’t check calendars. The city was grey. My heart was greyer. And you, well... you were everywhere and nowhere all at once.
By Aariz ullah7 months ago in Confessions
You’re Not Home Alone—You Just Think You Are
This story will make you check your closets. Your vents. Maybe even behind your mirror. Because what if the real horror isn’t ghosts or demons— What if it’s someone who’s been with you… this whole time?
By Silas Blackwood7 months ago in Confessions
I Was Homeless at 19. This Is What No One Tells You.
I still remember the night I slept behind the grocery store like it’s tattooed into my skin, the smell of sour milk leaking from the dumpster, the concrete digging into my hip, and the way the cold seeped through my hoodie like I wasn’t even there.
By Ava Writes Truth7 months ago in Confessions
"Voices in the Silence"
The Echoes of Everything I Couldn't Say The room was quiet—too quiet. The kind of quiet that makes your thoughts echo like footsteps in an empty hall.
By Maaz Ali7 months ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Neurodivergent Black Girl: The Bad Built Thot. Content Warning.
"You ungrateful, bad built thot!!" That was the first I had ever heard of an insult like that. We can call him Skylar. He was my second love. A romance that was as unpredictable as the weather in New York. It was so turbulent, so messy, and yet at times, so beautiful.
By Riss7 months ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Neurodivergent Black Girl: Shame. Content Warning.
"Can't you do anything right?" Shame permeates me like the sound of a church bell in the streets. It moves through my body like a snake, wrapping itself around my heart and my brain. Then it squeezes.
By Riss7 months ago in Confessions
"The 5 Seconds That Broke Me — and Then Built Me Again”
It was just five seconds. Five seconds of silence after the call ended. Five seconds that shattered my world. I still remember the vibration in my pocket. I was walking home after a tiring shift, lost in thought, wondering if life would ever become more than just survival. The call came from my brother. I picked it up with a tired, “Hello?”
By TrueVocal7 months ago in Confessions
The Night I Found Out My Father Had Another Family
I was reaching for the lasagna when my mother’s voice cracked like a whip across the kitchen. “Don’t touch that. We’re waiting for your father,” she snapped, eyes glassy with something that wasn’t just impatience.
By Ava Writes Truth7 months ago in Confessions
I Cut Off My Best Friend Without Warning — And I Don’t Regret It
I never imagined I would ghost someone I once considered my soulmate in platonic form. It felt brutal, unnecessary—until it wasn't. The reality is, I didn’t wake up one day and decide to abandon my best friend. The truth is more painful and layered than that.
By Hamad Haider7 months ago in Confessions
The Apology I Never Got to Give You
To the friendship I messed up – to the girl I loved more than anything. Hey you, it’s been five years. Where can I start? There’s so much I want to say to you. So much distance between you and I, yet I still have so much love for you. I’ve thought about you every day since I left you.
By Dee7 months ago in Confessions
Singer 4411 vs. 4423: Which Is Right For beginners?
The Singer 4411 and the Singer 4423 Heavy Duty is a top choice. Many sewists, new and old, love these machines. Today, we’ll look at two popular models. They have a lot in common, but some key differences might sway your choice.
By Imran.Bin.Ilias7 months ago in Confessions