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The oar struck sand halfway across, in the heart of the channel, where Tomas had once, as a boy of nine, let himself sink with a stone in his arms and never found the bottom. He shipped the oar and looked

Sometimes miracle happens when we didn't expect. Our God is able

Write about a time someone returned triumphant from some task they were trying to accomplish. Sorry for the whopping 21 days of absence folks, two kids in hockey and dumbass extended family drama conspired

A depiction of a bird gazing fixedly from a dry tree branch

Tom opened his eyes with difficulty. His head felt incredibly heavy, and a throbbing swelling had formed at the back of his skull. Jasmine leaned over him, her voice tight. "I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

More post Halloween horror - Imagining the Virtualization of Humankind Using Blockchain Tech in a Far-Future Reality.

I don't know if anyone will hear the echo of these words; there's an inner feeling that's suffocating me. I don't know where it came from or what caused it, but something inside me died, something delicate

A watermelon juice, please! The morning began with the same order: — Two cheese empanadas and a juice, please. — What kind of juice, sweetheart? — Do you have watermelon? — Of course. It’s nice and cold.

Esta es mi entrada al concurso #TopFiveFamily Observa, Piensa, Escribe, coordinado por @lanzjoseg. Imagen propiedad de @lanzjoseg Comencé con una plantita y ahora tengo 30 Poco a poco me convertí en fan

It's Halloween so that means a grusome poem A Human Harvest which describes a chilling instance of nautical plunder.

The spontaneous moment that had me enrol to write a book! During Dussehra week, I ended up registering for the Likhega India Mission, and it happened quite by chance. I had only shared the message announcing

psychological horror suspense (Part Two) 👀 Tom said, "I'm Tom, Lona's neighbor, and Jozef is the guest." Jasmine replied, "Yes, I know that. I'm Jasmine, Lona's younger sister." Tom

Halloween tomomrrow so here is one of my most scary short horror stories.... read if you dare

Image Disclosure: The cover image for this story was generated using artificial intelligence (AI). The Night of His Disappearance The rain carved harsh lines into the ancient stone walls of the mountain

A person might live a lifetime before realizing they have lost their identity, There are those who seek love not for love itself, but to feel that someone acknowledges their existence, and One of them

On the last evening of September, Ana climbed the lighthouse with the official letter in her apron pocket, the one that said the lamp would be automated in October and her services — the letter's phrase

The Danger of Rejecting Modern Medicine The scene opens with what appears to be an argument between Mrs Ayantunga and Dr Jolaoso. It turns out that Mrs Ayantunga, the wife of Mr Ayantunga, does not believe

Psychological Horror Story The squeak of a cleaning cart echoed down the dim hallway. Tom slowed his pace on the stairs. Through the half-open door of the next apartment, a woman stepped into the light.

‎The truth is, if you haven't been in a situation where you have had to lose things because of financial constraints, you will not understand the importance of financial security. ‎When you have money,