Psychological
Imagining World War Three
Kyle Emery was a typical fourteen year old boy except for the fact that he had an over-active imagination. He lived in an older Victorian style home in the middle of Nebraska. The home came with a fallout shelter buried in the back yard. A remnant of the 1960’s cold war era.
By Scott A. Geseabout a year ago in Fiction
Mental Health in the Digital Age
At 2 a.m., Ella sat hunched over her phone, scrolling endlessly through Instagram. The glow of the screen illuminated her face in the dimness of her room, but it did little to warm the chill that seemed to cling to her chest. She clicked on another influencer’s profile—perfect skin, flawless makeup, designer clothes. The girl in the photos radiated happiness, confidence, and success. Ella’s thumb moved slowly as she scrolled through the curated snapshots of a life that seemed so much better than her own.
By Winner Preciousabout a year ago in Fiction
Chronicles from the Heart of The Metropolis: Butterfly District
As the clock chimed noon, a breathtaking spectacle unfolded: butterflies, not merely in the millions or billions, but in a number so vast it defied comprehension. Those on the street were overwhelmed, their minds grappling with the impossibility of counting such a crowd. When I say everyone, I mean every single person - no calamity, no raging fire, nor any act of violence could ever summon forth such a crowd from their cars, homes, subways, cafes, hotels, shops, banks, hospitals, schools, government buildings, and offices. It was a moment unlike any other, where an inexplicable, joyous urge compelled each individual to step into the light of day, to embrace the wonder of existence. The air buzzed with excitement as if the very essence of life had conspired to draw them all together in a celebration of beauty and freedom.
By Safia Adilabout a year ago in Fiction
