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The Cat Who Waited Outside My Door for 27 Days
The first time I saw her, she was sitting perfectly still on my doormat, like royalty. She didn’t flinch when I opened the door. Didn’t move when I stepped outside. She simply blinked—those pale, curious eyes locked onto mine. Her fur was almost white, except for a patch of light gray on her back and a single dark stripe down her tail.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Poets
The Puppy Nobody Wanted—Until He Saved My Life
The day I found him, he was shivering in a shoebox. Rain was falling in delicate silver threads, soaking the pavement. I had just lost my job. My phone screen was cracked, my wallet was empty, and my willpower was fading. Life had been dealing me blow after blow, and that afternoon, I was dangerously close to letting it all go.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Poets
