Young Adult
The Forest of the Forgotten
Ellie hadn't planned on saying goodbye to anyone. The plan had been simple: prepare the mirrors, wait for Amnity to finish with the Council, and slip quietly into another world in search of answers about a past she couldn't remember. Clean, efficient, uncomplicated by sentiment or second thoughts.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Fiction
Dust and Dreams
Zaryab had always felt a little different. Her mother used to say she was born with too much light in her eyes, as though her soul had stolen an extra spark from the stars before slipping into her body. At school, other children teased her for her strange habit of staring at the old tree outside their village—the great Dream Tree that bent its branches as if listening to the world. For generations, the villagers believed the Dream Tree held the weight of every person’s sleeping mind. Whenever someone died, a leaf curled in flame, turned to dust, and floated away on the wind.
By Shehzad Anjum4 months ago in Fiction
You and that Rascally Rabbit. Runner-Up in The Forgotten Room Challenge.
You’re born in a rural hometown, in the backroom of a mom and pop hardware store because your mother’s water broke three weeks early while they were shopping for a new hammer because your dad needed, he just needed, that new hammer because he couldn’t get the baby room finished just right.
By Amos Glade4 months ago in Fiction
Love at the Gas Station . AI-Generated.
## Love at the Gas Station – A Story of Unexpected Feelings On the outskirts of a busy town stood a small gas station. To most travelers, it was just another stop on their journey, a place to fill the tank, grab a drink, and move on. But for the two young employees who worked there, it was much more than that. It was a place where dreams, struggles, and eventually, emotions began to unfold.
By Bilal Mohammadi4 months ago in Fiction
The Knock That Shattered My World
As a bookworm, I read all the books on the shelf, both appropriate and not for my age. That morning, I woke up hoping to find a new story hiding in a paperback. Mom was heating water for tea, and there were still cookies left on the plate. The warm, sweet smell of shortbread made the kitchen feel cozy. Life was good! We felt peaceful. I was happy.
By Nina Domricheva4 months ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
The Council of Shadows met in the hollow of an ancient oak tree so massive that its interior could house a dozen people comfortably. Amnity had been here only twice before—once when she'd first been recognized as a healer worthy of official notice, and once when she'd requested permission to gather rare ingredients from the protected groves. Both times, the experience had left her feeling small and overwhelmed by the weight of tradition and authority that seemed to seep from the very walls.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Fiction
#3 Panic Monster, Be Gone... 💪🏾💪🏾💪🏾. Top Story - September 2025.
Thirteen-year-old Bailey Daniels slowly walked up the carpeted hallway of Swan Lee Christian Middle School and headed towards her fourth-period history class. Her baby blue Jansport backpack felt like it had a million bricks in it; in reality it had three textbooks, a notebook, a calculator, a yellow highlighter, a mechanical pencil and two ink pens in it.
By Tiffany Gordon4 months ago in Fiction
Edging God Out
By touching the door of the classroom with his hand, Tory Vale felt one life leave and another enter. He wore a black blazer and white t-shirt black jeans and blue loafers. Back in that lecture hall in New Sweden University in Wilmington, Delaware, he had laid down the burden of faith. He walked out a nonbeliever in the theory of God. Although he had aced every exam, there still felt in the wood grain of the door the need to recall that he would never be the same A student. In his twenty-two-year-old mind, he recalled the various texts he consumed like a voracious predator on the hunt. The carnivore in his soul began to cry out in every word that went through his brain. There existed this duality that said “Go with God” and “Edging God Out” (EGO).
By Skyler Saunders4 months ago in Fiction
The Halloween Murders
The Halloween Murders Halloween was never quiet in our town. The night carried a mix of smoke, laughter, and shouts of children running through the streets with masks too big for their faces. Pumpkins glowed on windowsills, some carved with smiles, some with crooked teeth. The air smelled of damp leaves and the faint sweetness of toffee apples. People joked that our town was cursed on Halloween. Most laughed, others whispered it as if it were truth.
By Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Fiction
