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The pup
The bandaged wound on my wrist itched terribly but I did not remove the wrappings. I was afraid of what I might see. I hugged my knees closer to my body as the cold air encroached on me. It was a basement, with a concrete floor and metal door. No chairs, no bed, no blankets. Just a plate of raw meat on the floor next to the door. I turned away in disgust.
By Andy ortega2 years ago in Fiction
Love's Departure and Discovery
Amidst the tranquil seclusion of my modest abode, I found myself immersed in a realm of recollections and sentiments. The walls resonated with the mirth that once permeated the space, yet now, only an eerie quietude lingered. It was within these confines, amidst the remnants of a love relinquished, that I embarked on a voyage of recuperation and self-revelation.
By Promise Olushola2 years ago in Fiction
Brewing Connections
In the heart of a bustling city, where the streets hummed with the rhythm of life, there stood a quaint little café named "Perk Me Up." It was a place where time seemed to slow down, and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped you like a warm embrace. Within its cozy confines, stories unfolded, friendships blossomed, and dreams took flight, all over a simple cup of coffee.
By Samir hosny2 years ago in Fiction
From Adversity to Triumph
In the heart of a bustling metropolis where aspirations bloomed like verdant meadows in springtime, resided a youthful maiden known as Maya. Maya's existence, however, diverged starkly from the picturesque scenes embellishing postcards and glossy magazines. She hailed from a humble milieu, where each day unfolded as a battle against the torrents of misfortune.
By Promise Olushola2 years ago in Fiction
Insights Gained
In the midst of a bustling metropolis, amidst the clamor of daily existence, resided a youthful woman known as Sarah. She possessed a spirited essence, brimming with aspirations and dreams, yet akin to many, she found herself consistently traversing the labyrinth of life's tribulations. Sarah had always perceived life akin to a tempestuous sea, teeming with crests and troughs, tempests and serenity, yet it wasn't until she embarked upon a voyage of self-revelation that she truly comprehended the profundity of this analogy.
By Promise Olushola2 years ago in Fiction
the adventure of two friends is very exciting and tense
Once upon a time, in a world not so different from ours, there were two best friends, Alex and Maya, who always dreamed of going on an epic adventure together. They'd been planning it for ages, and finally, the day had come. Armed with backpacks stuffed with snacks, water bottles, and a trusty map, they set off into the wilderness.
By Cutbert Dariel2 years ago in Fiction
Tainted Coffee
John's heart hammered against his ribs as he drove towards the station. Stevie's suspicions hung heavy in the air, each accusing glance replaying in his mind. Doubting his fabricated story, he knew he had to walk carefully with the Captain. He parked and entered the station, a knot of dread tightening in his gut.
By Kageno Hoshino2 years ago in Fiction
The Soul Tree
There is a tree. It's a big tree. It looks like any other tree. It's big, been around for centuries, probably. It's not in any special sanctuary or marked by any particular qualities that make it stand out. It's just a plain, old, everyday, normal-looking tree. I've been to that tree. That tree is not a normal tree.
By Xanthe Mattheys2 years ago in Fiction
Released
The steady rumble of an engine eased her back to consciousness, but the harsh vibrations of her body against an unforgiving surface jolted her back to reality. Anna’s eyes shot open to darkness. Complete darkness. Panic spread through her veins like wildfire. She tried to move, but her arms and legs refused. She struggled against her restraints until her wrists and ankles burned in desperation. A sudden jerk forced her head to hit the floor, knocking a memory loose. The image of a man standing in the dim lighting of the dingy parking garage flashed before her. Anna didn’t recognize him. He was wearing a black ski mask, but his icy blue eyes pierced through her, even now in her mind.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Fiction
