Psychological

Route 96
“It’s real kind of you to help me find the road again,” the man said with a tired smile. “My car broke down out here today. Can’t even tell what went wrong with that old piece of junk. What was your name again?”
By Kamran Khan6 months ago in Fiction
The Best Party Ever
"I'm so excited," I said out loud, pushing the last thumb tack into place. Dozens of curled, multi-color streamers danced against the ceiling, the breeze from the window moving them to and fro.
By Madison "Maddy" Newton6 months ago in Fiction
"The Passenger Who Wasn’t There"
It was raining the night it happened, one of those slow, steady rains that makes the road shine like black glass. I was driving home from work, tired, half-listening to the radio when I saw her.
By ETS_Story6 months ago in Fiction
He Wrote a Thousand Love Letters, But One Saved Her Life
I never thought paper could hold someone’s soul. But it did. At least, his paper did. His letters did. His name was Arman. Mine is Elora.
By MD Hamim Islam6 months ago in Fiction
The Love Thief. Top Story - August 2025.
As the sun lies down to sleep, figures dance across green fields dotted with daffodils. Twisting and turning, they meet in the evening’s cool breeze. Staring into each other’s eyes, they feel the weight of the universe bear down on their hearts. The shaking in their knees makes them shiver in the summer air. They enter each other without care as they stare into each other’s souls. In love with each other’s drawing gaze, as time scrolls by, it turns to a haze.
By Atomic Historian6 months ago in Fiction
The Last Book on Earth
By Waqid Ali The night the power grids failed, the world panicked. People clutched their devices like lifelines, tapping and swiping screens that no longer glowed. Social feeds went dark, news vanished, and even the endless hum of streaming silence was gone. Humanity had forgotten how quiet the world could be without technology.
By Waqid Ali 6 months ago in Fiction
Half of Me Missing
Lena woke to a strange emptiness. At first, she thought it was the kind of grogginess that comes from too little sleep. But as she swung her legs off the bed and felt the floor under her feet, she realized it was something deeper.
By LUNA EDITH6 months ago in Fiction
Wide awake 👀
In the stillness of night, I ponder if sleep has lost my address. Days have passed without its visit, leaving me to question: Have I somehow offended the gentle slumber?
By Colly 6 months ago in Fiction
The Stranger at My Door Knew My Name — But I’d Never Seen Him Before 😳
That night started like any other. I had just sat down after dinner, scrolling through my phone, when I heard it — a knock at the door.
By Awais Qarni 6 months ago in Fiction
Letters the Ocean Never Returned
The Story The first letter arrived with the tide. Clara was walking the beach at dawn, shawl wrapped tight against the chill wind, when she spotted it—an envelope half-buried in the sand. The paper was softened and frayed, the ink smudged by saltwater, but her heart recognized the handwriting before she even touched it.
By waseem khan6 months ago in Fiction
The Reflection That Spoke First
The first time it happened, I thought I was sleep-deprived. I had dragged myself into the bathroom at dawn, the fluorescent bulb humming above me, and leaned over the sink to splash water on my face. My reflection looked back at me — same dark circles, same tired frown — but then it blinked before I did. I froze. For a split second, it felt like the air between us thickened, as though the glass itself had become a wall I could never cross. Then, with lips I hadn’t yet moved, it whispered, “You can’t keep pretending.”
By Musawir Shah6 months ago in Fiction
The Last Train
Rain whispered against the station roof, a soft rhythm beneath the stillness of Platform 7. Anaya sat alone—though not quite alone—on a worn wooden bench, her fingers tracing the edge of a train ticket like it might vanish if she stopped holding on.
By meerjanan6 months ago in Fiction