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The Whispering Alley
M Mehran In the heart of Maplewood, a quiet town with cobblestone streets and flickering lamplights, there was an alley that everyone avoided. Locals called it “Whispering Alley,” not because of the wind or the rustling leaves, but because of the strange murmurs people claimed to hear when walking through it at night.
By Muhammad Mehran5 months ago in Fiction
The Stranger on Willow Street
M Mehran Willow Street had always been the quietest corner of Brookfield. Lined with old oak trees and modest houses, it was the kind of street where neighbors waved at each other from their porches and children played hopscotch until the streetlights came on. Nothing unusual ever happened there—until the stranger arrived.
By Muhammad Mehran5 months ago in Fiction
Shadows on the Edge of Tomorrow
The train station was almost empty, except for a few scattered travelers dragging their suitcases across the cold concrete floor. The air smelled faintly of rain, and the giant clock above the platform ticked louder than usual, marking each second like a reminder that time was both a gift and a thief.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Fiction
Behind the Locked Door — A Story of Secrets and Second Chances
The house had been empty for nearly three years when Ayaan returned. It stood at the edge of the small town like a shadow of its former self—paint peeling, shutters hanging loose, garden overgrown. To most people, it was just another abandoned property. But to Ayaan, it was home. Or at least, it had been once.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Fiction
“What the Water Kept"
Most folks in town said Lila Gray stopped thinking long before she stopped breathing. It was as if her mind just set down its load one day and forgot to pick it up again. She would lie in her narrow bed for hours, rolling a little tin thimble between her fingers until even that became too heavy to hold.
By Ihtisham Ulhaq6 months ago in Fiction
The Memory Thief
TITLE: THE MEMORY THIEF A HEIST OF THE HEART WRITTEN BY: LEGACY WORDS Elias worked as a cleaner at a special hospital called the Mnemosyne Clinic. Here, people could have their sad memories erased. The machine that did this hummed constantly—a sound Elias knew well. It was the sound of forgetting.
By LegacyWords6 months ago in Fiction
Simon, A Symbol of Virtue . AI-Generated.
In William Golding's story of Lord of the Flies, the character of Simon is significant. Simon represents a certain type of inherent kindness. He is insightful, helpful, and truth-seeking at all times. He was the lone boy and was the first to realize that the beast was a delusion. He works persistently and for the benefit of the tribe. Being a shy child, he finds it difficult to share his intelligent thoughts with the other boys since he dislikes speaking in front of the group at assemblies.
By Junaid Iqbal6 months ago in Fiction
The Mirror's Reflection
Lena sat in the dusty attic, her fingers lightly tracing the edges of an old sketchpad. The room around her was still, the only sound being the occasional creak of the house settling. It had been months since she’d come here, since she’d hidden away from the world outside. In the silence, her thoughts roared louder than ever—recollections of failure, dreams that had slipped through her grasp, of who she was and who she no longer believed she could be.
By Mansoor Khan6 months ago in Fiction
