Psychological

Sister Light, Sister Dark
I hope I didn’t smile as I watched them set the needle in his vein. Bloodthirsty? Me? Oh, honey, you have no idea what you’re talking about.
By Meredith Harmon8 months ago in Fiction
Deportations and a Pandemic
Imagine that everything you ever believed in all came to a halt – in just one day. A full twenty-four hours, and that was what the outcome of the deportation had caused. Geraldo didn’t see it coming, and neither did any of the other four men who had been carted away by angry ICE agents who didn’t seem to care whether they scraped them up all along their arms as they drug them toward their detention van. Totaling five, Geraldo still hadn’t gotten any clear answers as to why they’d been detained.
By Sai Marie Johnson8 months ago in Fiction
Juneteenth. Content Warning.
To me this is like Independence Day for people of color, and I do not mean to be racist. If I was around during the Civil War, I believe I would have been an abolitionist. Slavery was a bad idea, and no body should be enslaved to do others work no matter what kind of work. I know there were some White plantation owners (masters) that were good to their slaves, and they should be remembered even though slavery was an idea that they thought was right and yet wrong. Here is an acrostic that I think kind of explains 'Juneteenth'.
By Mark Graham8 months ago in Fiction
When the Future Turns Against Us
A haunting reflection on our world disguised as entertainment What if your phone judged you? What if your memories could be replayed, paused, or erased? These aren’t just questions—they’re nightmares brought to life in Black Mirror, a show that doesn’t ask for your attention but demands your soul. With its eerily plausible technologies and morally gut-wrenching twists, Black Mirror drags us into futures so familiar they could be now. And that’s what makes it terrifying. If you think this is just another sci-fi series, think again. Black Mirror is a mirror, cracked and cruel, held up to the darkest parts of our humanity.
By Bubble Chill Media 8 months ago in Fiction
The Bermuda Triangle: Where Ships and Planes Vanish
The Bermuda Triangle: Unraveling the Enigma The Bermuda Triangle, also known as the Devil’s Triangle, is a loosely defined region in the western part of the North Atlantic Ocean. It is generally bounded by three points: Miami (Florida), Bermuda (a British Overseas Territory), and San Juan (Puerto Rico), forming a triangular area covering roughly 500,000 to 1,500,000 square miles. This region has captured the imagination of the public for decades due to its association with the mysterious disappearance of ships and aircraft. Despite its ominous reputation, the Bermuda Triangle’s mysteries can often be explained by natural phenomena, human error, and scientific reasoning, though its allure as a place of intrigue persists.
By Am@n Khan 8 months ago in Fiction
The Judgement In His Eyes
The Judgement In His Eyes He thinks I don’t notice, but I do. I see the glances and the arch of his brow when he thinks I’m not looking. Deep emerald eyes I love so much. On rare occasions, those eyes hold nothing but love and admiration - but only briefly. Mostly they are indifferent. But if I look closely, I see the judgement. I don’t appreciate him enough. I don’t show him enough affection. I show too much affection. I don’t love him the way he wants and needs to be loved.
By Erin M8 months ago in Fiction
The Dating Diaries
Intro While not everyone participates in the online dating scene, many know that it can be a daunting place. Many times, there are good outcomes. You go on some amazing dates, have some amazing sex, maybe even meet the love of your life.
By Alex Manegarden8 months ago in Fiction
Man Is Never Happy in Any State
I dreamt that a proclamation had been issued from the court of the Celestial King. Its message was this: all the people of the world should bring forth their sorrows, griefs, and tribulations and pile them in one place. For this purpose, a field had been designated — a field more vast than even the realm of imagination. People began arriving.
By Usama8 months ago in Fiction
The Firefly That Never Dies
Every summer, the people of Durgapur spoke of the never-dying firefly. Even in the heaviest downpours, it danced just above the paddy fields and glowed brighter than the moon. It was thought to be the spirit of a long-dead saint who looked after the land, blessed the crops, and punished those who broke the rules.
By Ahmed Rayhan8 months ago in Fiction
The Library Under the Stairs
The rain hadn’t stopped in three days. Thick grey clouds hung over the village like an old woolen blanket, heavy and unmoving. Noor sat on the window sill of her grandmother's house, staring out into the garden that now looked like a swamp. The move had been sudden—her father said it was for a fresh start after her grandmother passed. But the house smelled like old wood, mothballs, and silence.
By Mian Nazir Shah8 months ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Renaissance
In the golden age of the Renaissance, a period often celebrated for its art, science, and humanism, there lies a shadowy underbelly that rarely graces the glossy pages of history books. This era, spanning the 14th to the 17th centuries, birthed geniuses like Leonardo da Vinci and Michelangelo, yet it was also a time of intrigue, conflict, and moral ambiguity. The Renaissance wasn’t just a rebirth of classical ideals; it was a complex tapestry woven with threads of ambition, betrayal, and the struggle for power. Let’s step into these shadows, exploring the lesser-known stories that shaped this transformative time, revealing a world as captivating as it is troubling.
By Shohel Rana8 months ago in Fiction
I brought you back -Now I regret it.. Content Warning.
I used to think the dead stayed dead. Until I brought her back. I was twenty-six when Evelyn died. One moment she was smiling over dinner — red wine staining her lips, laughter in her throat — and the next, her car was wrapped around a telephone pole, her face blank in the coroner's photos. Everyone called it a tragedy. I called it unfinished.
By E. hasan8 months ago in Fiction