Teenage years
Four Things I Would Tell My Younger Self
We often talk about what we would tell our younger selves. Maybe we would warn them of something that is going to happen that is out of their control. Perhaps we would tell them what to look forward to or something they shouldn't do.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Confessions
A Love Forged in the Storm
The year was 1943, and the world was engulfed in the chaos of World War II. In a small coastal village in England, the sound of air raid sirens and the distant thunder of artillery were ever-present. Fear and uncertainty loomed over the villagers, but amidst the turmoil, a love story unfolded that would be remembered for generations.
By Maryam Ahmad2 years ago in Confessions
I Will Never Forget My Friend Amelia
Every Sunday morning when I walk into the church, I dip my fingers in the holy water, make the sign of the cross, bow, and walk over to the other side of the building to light a candle. As I light it, I pray, using whatever words I have in the moment.
By MaryClare StFrancis2 years ago in Confessions
Shattered Faith, Restored Spirituality
Oh no, here we go. Another story about religion that has the potential to cause chaos and create havoc. Another story to bash those who are religious and to ruin the relationship I have with my family if they were to stumble across this piece.
By Nicole Fenn2 years ago in Confessions
A Web of Deceit
Once upon a time in a quaint little town, there existed a group of friends who had known each other since childhood. Their bond was unbreakable, and they shared every secret, dream, and hardship. Among them was Ami, the seemingly innocent and gentle soul who harbored a dark secret. She had been deceiving her friends for years.
By LOLLAR2 years ago in Confessions
Signs You are Suffering The Cinderella Syndrome!
Let's talk about the Cinderella complex today. Have you ever heard of it? It's a term that's been around since the 50s, and it refers to women who may have powerful jobs but still want to be rescued in their personal relationships. They don't necessarily want to be weak, but they want to be taken care of sometimes. If this sounds interesting to you, let's explore it together. Do you ever feel like you want to be rescued in your relationship? Maybe you're a big wig at work and don't want to make all the decisions at home. That's understandable. Let's go through some things that might indicate a Cinderella complex and see if it resonates with you. Remember, not everyone feels this way, but it's worth exploring if you do.
By Rajiv Mabasa Singh2 years ago in Confessions
My Awkward High School Moment
Hey, I'm Shubmana, and I've got this story that's still a bit cringy to talk about, but I guess it's time to share. It all went down in my high school cafeteria, the place where the daily drama unfolded. I was just a regular teenage girl trying to fit in with the cool kids, or at least not be seen as the biggest dork. Well, one day, that plan went awry in a major way.
By shubmana2 years ago in Confessions
ELENORA GIORGI BARED HER SOUL.
Elenora Giorgi sat in the dimly lit dressing room backstage at the "La Volta Buon" show. Her heart raced as she thought about what she was about to reveal to the world. The audience was buzzing with excitement, but she knew that her words would bring a hushed silence over the theater.
By Angel Jacobs2 years ago in Confessions
Echoes of Babylon: A Tale of Resilience
In the heart of ancient Babylon, a city steeped in history and legend, my life began with the promise of a bright future. But destiny had other plans for me. I lost my family at the tender age of seven, a tragedy that would shape the course of my life in profound ways.
By Alexander jackson2 years ago in Confessions
My Night at a TV Studio Live Show
Aged sixteen, I had been a guest at the children’s home where I'd been sent for persistent truancy for exactly two months. when an unexpected night out presented itself. At breakfast one morning, a buzz of excitement ran through the dining room at the news that two female residents had been rushed to hospital the previous night following an incident which, if memory serves, involved nail polish remover.
By Joe Young2 years ago in Confessions
The Unspoken Desires. Content Warning.
In the quiet corners of my mind, there lies a confession that I've held onto for far too long. It's a story of love, the sweetest kind of love, but also a story of heartbreak. A tale of dreams intertwining and paths diverging. The confession that I carry is the bittersweet memory of my first love.
By Abdul Nasir2 years ago in Confessions
