Psychological

The Betrayal of Trust: A Student's Story
The Betrayal of Trust: A Student's Story Life is full of unexpected twists and turns. Even the most successful people can face setbacks. When things go wrong, it's easy to blame fate or feel helpless. But true strength lies in recognizing our own power and choosing how we respond to adversity.
By TaleSpotabout a year ago in Fiction
In Women’s Eyes, Men Are Not for Love
In Women’s Eyes, Men Are Not for Love Holding a warm cup of coffee, feeling the comforting heat spread through my fingers, I realize something profound: I don’t need a man to define me. As Virginia Woolf once said, “In the wilderness of life, we must steer our own course.” Her words resonate deeply, challenging societal norms and expectations that have been imposed on women for centuries.
By O2Gabout a year ago in Fiction
DREAM AUCTION
The Auction House The air shimmered with anticipation as Elara stepped through the gilded doors of the Dream Auction. The vaulted ceiling was painted with constellations that seemed to shift and swirl, each star winking like it held secrets of its own. Rows of velvet lined chairs stretched toward the stage, where Madame Lysandra, the auctioneer, presided over the evening’s offerings with a voice like silk and shadow.
By samuel ayodejiabout a year ago in Fiction
A Father's Legacy: Teaching Situational Awareness in the Urban Jungle. AI-Generated.
In the concrete jungle of New York City, danger lurks around every corner. A retired Special Forces veteran, determined to protect his son, embarks on a rigorous training program, teaching him the art of urban survival. From bustling sidewalks to shadowy alleyways, they learn to read the city's rhythm, anticipate threats, and react with precision and speed.
By Vishnu venugopal about a year ago in Fiction
The Murder of Gretta Lavine
One man framed for a murder he didn’t commit. Another knew the truth but refused to come clean. Gretta Levine was an actress at the pinnacle of her career. Her sudden death. A cold blooded murder, fed the tabloids for months. Her murder raised a lot of questions. Many of them had been left answered. Everyone wanted to know the two most basic questions. Who and why? Who would have done such a thing? What was the motive?
By Scott A. Geseabout a year ago in Fiction
The Cursed Spire
They warned me not to enter the Spire, but when your sister’s life hangs in the balance, warnings hold little weight. The forest whispered its disapproval as I slipped through its shadowed boughs, a dagger strapped to my side and a satchel of half-baked courage slung over my shoulder. Moonlight filtered through the skeletal branches, casting fractured patterns on the moss-covered ground. Ahead, the Spire loomed, a jagged monument of obsidian stone piercing the heavens.
By Ummiabout a year ago in Fiction
The Secret in the Pages: A Journey to the Lost Island
### **The Secret in the Pages: A Tale of Adventure and Discovery** It was a crisp morning when Ethan found the old, dusty book in the corner of his grandmother’s attic. He had never seen it before, but something about the faded cover and the strange markings intrigued him. "The Forgotten World," it was called, with no author name and only an ancient symbol etched in gold at the bottom. It was the kind of book one would expect to find in a storybook, where secrets and treasures awaited those who dared to open it.
By Abhishekabout a year ago in Fiction
The Weight of Silence
The Weight of Silence The room was quiet. Too quiet. It was the kind of silence that didn't bring peace but rather pressed against the chest, making it hard to breathe. Aarav sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the small crack in the wall. That crack hadn’t been there before. Like his life, it had appeared suddenly, without warning, and grown over time.
By Witness Loveabout a year ago in Fiction
The Girl in the Basement: Reimagined
Drops of water hit the pages of my book. Choosing to ignore them, I continued rereading the same paragraph I had been working on for the last hour. I found myself brushing my long golden hair back behind my shoulders. The bare lightbulb swung slightly, shifting shadows in the basement.
By Shelby Larsenabout a year ago in Fiction
Goodbye Jason
Tonight is Jason’s final night. He turns a corner into a dark alley at the highest speed he can manage, which isn’t much. He is obese and gasping for breath already, and his heart pounds like it’s ready to give out.
By The West Wing Archivesabout a year ago in Fiction
Little Red & Mr. Wolf
There was once a teenager named Megan, who everyone in the South Haven neighborhood called Little Red. She always wore a red hoodie everywhere, even in the summertime. Her grandma had given it to her, and she loved her grandma more than anyone—even her mother. She never went swimming, because she would have to take off the hoodie. She only removed it when she took a shower or the hoodie needed to be washed.
By Mother Combsabout a year ago in Fiction
Promise
It's another day and another boring school day. Maya Bennett can't wait for the weekend plans with her friends. She's glad it’s finally Friday. Maya and her besties are going to wear the latest fashion trends.
By Naryabout a year ago in Fiction