Psychological
Virtual Shadows: Confronting Cyberbullying in the Digital Age
In the digital realm of Cybertech High, where the hum of computers filled the air and the glow of screens illuminated the faces of students, there existed a darker side of connectivity - a shadow lurking behind the bright facade of technology. His name was Ryan, a seemingly ordinary student whose online persona hid a cruel and malicious streak. He was the cyberbully of Cybertech, his words slashing through the virtual landscape like knives, leaving scars that were invisible but no less painful.
By Zu Wei Chong2 years ago in Fiction
Monday. Top Story - March 2024.
“Next!” She did not mean to shout, but she knew what the morning would be like. The people waiting in line would be buying stamps, picking up packages, check post office boxes, etc…and then buying whatever groceries they could find in the drugstore before heading to the café or the metro. The day they decided to put her job in the middle of the brightness of a drugstore was the day she should have quit. But she was still here, after the move, wearing the uniform that indicated some level of responsibility and experience.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Insight's Burden
In the quaint town of Willowbrook, nestled amidst rolling hills and lush greenery, resided Emily. She was an ordinary woman in appearance, her gentle demeanor and warm smile often making her a welcomed presence among her neighbors. But Emily harbored a secret—a gift that set her apart from the rest of the world. She could read minds.
By Sahil Lathwal2 years ago in Fiction
Get Over It!
This story comes with a mild Dharrsheena warning - mention of animal death This was inspired by the fact that Sunday was National Get Over It Day in the USA. This was originally going to be published by me on Sunday but I opted to write one about mothers instead as it was Mother's Day in the UK.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Pastel Prairie
Regaining consciousness was like swimming up through thick sludge. After a long struggle, the old man finally opened his eyes. He thought he had been dreaming something terrible; he was shivering, his sweat-soaked pajamas clung to his bony frame.
By Mark E. Cutter2 years ago in Fiction
Whimsy's Call
In the heart of a bustling city, amidst the cacophony of honking horns and bustling crowds, there lived a young woman named Alice. With her wild mane of untamed curls and eyes that sparkled with boundless curiosity, Alice was a dreamer in a world that often felt all too real.
By Sahil Lathwal2 years ago in Fiction
