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A broken child: A parent’s worst nightmare
A saddened day for Miss Aurora, the beauty that nature destroyed both her physical and inner personality, that you will think she deserved it. But I don’t think so. She was a goddess placed in the wrong place at the wrong time.
By Mbeng Tambekong Jerry3 years ago in Fiction
Evolution of a Play: How to Write a Play for Play Fest - Version 1
Recently, I've been going through all the files in my laptop to see which things I can get rid of to make more space for new things. While doing so, I stumbled upon this particular one-act play I wrote in high school. Well, that's selling it a bit short. I didn't just discover this one particular play; I discovered five different versions of this play, all written over the course of two years! Anyway, I've reasoned that, since I never look at these scripts, nor do I intend to ever use any of them for anything later, they're all prime candidates for junking.
By Frank Macaluso3 years ago in Fiction
Moments ago
I’ve never been big on conversations. The city was already so full of noise: the aggressive honks, dogs barking at the same time each morning, restaurant music blasting through every crack and corner. During the day, the streets were packed. Every inch was covered by feet or tires. From my window, I watched a million faces pass by unaware of the world around them.
By Aathavi Thanges3 years ago in Fiction
10 years of marriage, half a century of love
It's really time to go. Huang Boping's eyes are a little fuzzy, and his hand wiped his eyes. Ten years ago, he welcomed Himiko here with flowers; Ten years later, see off Hi Meiko to the same airport, only their two lines of old tears. The past 50 years ago came back to me.
By nathen kapor3 years ago in Fiction
If Diamonds Could Talk
I was in the changing room of a high-end clothing boutique. Christian was choosing clothes for me. This time, he was buying me a dress. The frock I was trying on was pink blush with thousands of sequins and feathered material in the skirt. The price tag read that it was forty-six thousand dollars, but I was choosing a dress to wear to an important event, so the price tag didn’t matter.
By Stephanie Van Orman3 years ago in Fiction



