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11 September 2026, Freewriters Community Daily Writing Prompt Day 3223: belief ...

Sin duda la creencia más fuerte es creer en algo porque hasta los que no creen reciben señales que les dejan inquietudes en el alma. Esta en cada uno de nosotros creer en una fuerza misteriosa que todo

If I were ever asked what I hold onto most firmly—what or whom my faith is rooted in—I would undoubtedly say that I believe in God, above all else. The Bible declares in Hebrews 11:1: "Now faith is

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The first time I followed my mom to her farm, the path leading there wasn’t developed. It was just a small trail cutting through a thick forest, with huge trees towering over us and all sorts of sounds

“It's ok, it's ok.” “Nothing is going to fall down today. It's just a blip. A blippy blip. Nothing to see here.” Those are just words. Words of a man where everything feels like it's going to tumble down.

“So, the thing is, sometimes you need to write a poem and sometimes you just need to roll up on the people and tell it like it is, and for that part, call me!”

Jacqueline flung her purse onto her bedside table and began pacing the room. She had been stalked thrice by masked strangers, yet when she had reported the matter to the police, their indifference left

Picture Source Standing at the balcony with hands akimbo and looking across the other street, the agony of the separation hit hard on Laura. Tears could be seen flowing down her tiny cheeks. She was in

Escribir a los encuentros, a los momentos de oración y devoción a los que piden por la salud de otros, dejándose de últimos en la lista; pero siempre pidiendo y ofreciendo. Parecen momentos especiales,

Let's briefly talk about my grandparents house in the village, (Mr. Uman's abode). The road to my grandfather’s village always ended at the same place. Its walls were made of mud and memory. The zinc roof

10 September 2026, Freewriters Community Daily Writing Prompt Day 3222: tumble down cottage ...

Nobody went near Tumble Down Cottage after 🌆 sunset... The old house stood at the end of our street, leaning slightly to one side, with broken windows and weeds covering the doorway. People said it was

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When the fields of Rupnagar village became green with rainwater, everyone thought the problem was over. But the village chief, Bishambhar Babu, was a very greedy and arrogant man. He saw that many people

​ ​​​Imagen ​ ​​​ Planificar ​ Hay tipos de personas y eso se entiende cuando se nota ciertos comportamientos, costumbres, gustos y en general su forma de ser y actuar; son por eso, seres humanos únicos

Source Greetings, Community. Wishing everyone a week filled with blessings worldwide, and hoping you are all safe and well with your families. Every past era has its own stories, culture, educational systems,

They said the storm would break me. It tried. Took my money. Took my friends. Took the roof over my head. I sat in the dark. Asked "why me" until my voice got hoarse. Then one morning, the clouds

Twas 9th September 2012 same has this day and on that faithful day something that happened is still happening and the happening is inevitable. So that morning I was covered with blood and I didn't know

The world needs more poetry. Today is a good day to write a poem with all its little toys: prose, verse, rhyme, stanzas, and why not rhythm too, so that the words written touch the soul of the reader and