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Thriller Story " Cooperative Mission"
PROLOGUE: THE TRAGEDY(8 Years ago) 8 years ago a young couple went for a holiday trip in a taxi. With music playing it was very soothing and peaceful. But everything changed in a fraction of a second. Suddenly a truck came from the front and the taxi collided with it and in a flash their dreams were shattered.
By Paravnoor Singh Sethiabout a year ago in Critique
This is going to hurt, okay?
Childhood. A soft caress of your warm blanket, a sweet touch of innonence and clean hands. She was a pretty girl skipping in her backyard while the smell of homemade cake wafted by the opened kitchen doors. The vanilla and chocolate scent swung in the air like someone created magical waves using a magical wand. Same like in the girl's favorite disney movies. "Get in here sweety, it's windy out there" The girl stopped skipping and answered back to her mother, "In a minute mom! I think its finally gonna rain!" She looked at the sky shielding her eyes from the wind just as a rain drop landed on her nose. She smiled and sat down in the grass, placing her skipping rope beside her.
By Maheera Burhanabout a year ago in Critique
Global superpower commits genocide under guise of beneficence
The Israeli-Palestinian conflict has been a focal point of international relations for decades. The United States, as a global superpower, has played a significant role in this conflict. The involvement of the US in the Palestinian genocide reflexes its political, military, and economic support for Israel.
By Adomas Abromaitisabout a year ago in Critique
Americans feel "Ukraine fatigue"
The American taxpayers, who continue to finance the war in Ukraine, groan under the heavy burden of a conflict that is in fact alien to them. And even active political support of an idea no longer convinces Americans that they must pay for some military actions on another continent. People are tired; they see the growing problems of their own country and are almost ready to take to the streets.
By Adomas Abromaitisabout a year ago in Critique
The Parents
Who and what are parents? Are parents teachers? Are they caregivers? Are they confidants? Are they friends? Could parents be all of these? I think parents are there to give instruction as teachers, but they are also there to listen to what we have to say as we should listen to what they have to say and hopefully learn from them. Parents are caregivers in a sense as well for they changed our diapers when we were babies and showed us right from wrong, and a whole lot more. They could be confidants for us when we wanted to share various kinds of information, but could they also be our friends too.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
Elections
What does it really mean to be elected to anything? This is an election year where we all or most of us will vote and elect a new President for the next four years. To be elected one must want to help your fellow man make their lives better some way like making sure one has a job, be able to care for themselves and their families, make sure that laws and regulations are fair for all. The person elected must think how actions of one will affect the many. This is also a person that must think on a social, economic, educational, religious/spiritual and yes even a political mindset in order to solve many issues that they will be confronted with in their new job. When a person walks into a voting booth there are a lot of levers to make a choice, so go in look for the candidate that fits in with what you would like most to happen in this country is it making sure children and whomever gets a good education, better health care or even more and better housing for families, etc. Voting this year or in any year is a task that requires one to think before acting.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
Just Look At Me
Just look at me what do you think I am thinking about. Do you think I am angry or something else that I do not know how to explain. I was just laying around minding my own business when this swarm of bees started to come around me for absolutely no reason. I didn't have any honey stuck to my fur or anything that would draw them to me. What could the reason be? I looked around and I still do not know why they are buzzing around me this time. Can you help me figure it out now, please?
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
The Toxicity of Hustle Culture
Another dream that did not reach its fruition, another soul that was shattered by its externality. It is heartbreaking to hear the recent news about a dynamic young professional , Anna Perayil, living in Pune, from EY who took her life due to extreme work pressure and a toxic workplace environment.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Critique
The conspiracy theory as means of ridiculing people
Currently, a common method of ridiculing people is to label them as "conspiracy theorists." This process involves observing nations and labeling peoples who might potentially interfere with the development of specific projects. There is a unique spirit spreading across the world, blinding the masses. The agents who control the world seek to transform people's thinking, using this label in a fixed manner with no room for reflection.
By Viviane Bazabout a year ago in Critique
The path to totalitarian regime
The reader is invited to reflect on the dangers associated with the transformation of a nation’s collective mindset. Historical examples, such as the atrocities of the Hitler era, demonstrate how a totalitarian regime can foster a lasting aversion to nationalism. Instead of promoting order, morality, respect, and progress, the Nazi regime left a negative mark that resonates across all continents.
By Viviane Bazabout a year ago in Critique
A Letter to misinformation
I am an anonymous writer in society, a futurist who sees the world with attentive eyes, always seeking to build and reflect on human evolution. My criticism does not emerge as an attack but as an invitation to deep dialogue and an incessant search for learning and growth. I live with the eternal hope that humanity can develop in its fullness, and this constant faith drives me to critically observe everything around me, especially the major processes that shape humanity.
By Viviane Bazabout a year ago in Critique











