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“The Lemonade Shift”
“The Lemonade Shift” Twelve-year-old Maya lived in the small town of Greenridge, a quiet place where nothing exciting ever happened—at least, that’s how it felt to her. Summer had just begun, and while her friends planned beach trips or lazy days by the pool, Maya had one mission: earn enough money to buy her dream bike—a bright red mountain bike with thick tires and shiny chrome handles.
By Malik BILAL7 months ago in Fiction
The Ring Found in the Rain
The Ring Found in the Rain Written by Mirza The rain came suddenly that afternoon, not as a drizzle but a storm—thick, urgent, and uninvited. Anna stood under the rusted awning of the old antique shop, watching the street blur like a smeared watercolor painting. The world had gone gray, and yet, she felt oddly at peace.
By Moonlit Letters7 months ago in Fiction
The Night That Wouldn’t End: A Story of Suspense in a Single Evening
Emma had always loved thunderstorms. There was something hypnotic about the way the sky darkened, the way the air thickened with the scent of ozone before the first raindrops fell. That evening, as she curled up on her couch with a book and a cup of tea, she barely noticed the distant rumble of thunder. The weather forecast had predicted heavy rain, but nothing out of the ordinary.
By Khubaib Khan7 months ago in Fiction
I Followed a Strange Trail on Google Maps – What I Found Shocked Me
1. The Glitch That Changed Everything Maya Chen’s life was measured in pixels. As a satellite imagery analyst for TerraGlobal, her job was to spot discrepancies in digital maps. But when a jagged green trail appeared overnight on Google Maps—snaking through downtown Seattle where no park existed—even she dismissed it as a glitch.
By Habibullah7 months ago in Fiction
"This One Habit Saved My Mental Health (And No One Talks About It)
How a Simple Daily Practice Pulled Me Out of Anxiety and Transformed My Mindset I didn't think I was the kind of person who'd ever "burn out." I was organized, high-functioning, and always met deadlines. But one morning, I woke up and couldn't get out of bed. Not from laziness—my body physically resisted. My chest felt heavy, my heart was racing, and I was spiraling through a loop of anxious thoughts.
By Maavia tahir7 months ago in Fiction
Daisies
The chair she sat on was an intricately carved piece of woodwork upholstered with the finest silk in all of Europe dyed a brilliant blue. She’d loved it when Gerard had brought it home from one of his frequent visits to the Italian coast, but now she was beginning to despise it. Not for reasons of physical comfort, no. The chair was plush in all the right places, perfect for hours of sitting perfectly poised, staring straight ahead. But for each hour that she stared, her repulsion for the disgustingly gorgeous piece of furniture multiplied.
By Anna Scanlan7 months ago in Fiction
A Lesson in Nobility and Betrayal
Once upon a time, in a vast and scorching desert, the chief of a noble tribe rode alone on his majestic horse. The sun beat down relentlessly, and the silence of the desert was broken only by the sound of hooves crunching on sand. This was a journey the chief had undertaken many times, a silent meditation in the heart of the wilderness. But on this day, fate had a lesson in store—one that would test not only his strength, but his wisdom and character.
By Ahmad shah7 months ago in Fiction
