Tags non-fiction
JammedA Story by Misty N. WhemslyIt was as if someone had opened the floodgates; thick mud rolled into the clockwork chamber, seeping into every nook and cranny. Wheels started to slo.. |
"It Was Just Here!"A Story by jonnyraxaA family's mysterious case of missing keys |
SoliloquyA Story by MinnieHands It came in spoonfuls, as if her mind was drip feeding her the details in morsels she could swallow so she wouldn’t choke on the she.. |
It’s not easy to make friends isn’t it? Not re..A Story by Malavika PradeepDid you know that your mid brain, responsible for your actions, sends a letter to the person you meet? I managed to find mine from the sent folder. B.. |
Are you always curious about things?A Story by Malavika PradeepDo you find yourself questioning why something is the way it is? And why it couldn’t be different? Congratulations, you are deemed a rebel (a.k... |
A cancerian in the libra-ryA Story by Malavika PradeepEver been so bored out of your wits even though you have work to do? At least I do something productive with my joblessness. I make stories with book .. |
No Prize Catch TodayA Story by bigfootprintThis will be a fine day for a fishing trip to Franks River -- a nice birthday outing. |
The Death of My BrotherA Story by CharlotteSkyBased on a true story. The horrific journey of one of the worst days of my life when I found my brother, who hung himself in my parents basement, on C.. |
So Many Feelings Go UnsaidA Story by DikshaAll we need is someone to "Listen" without judging. |
Sleeping Over My AnxietyA Story by DikshaMe trying to pen down my mind and thoughts on anxiety. |
to sit in silence for hoursA Book by Rashiwhen I went to dances, there was always a limitation, not spoken of or mentioned but there were just the same. how much more would I miss? life's chan.. |
to prepare for my journey: introA Chapter by RashiI wanted to get up close... to prepare for my journey, I always prepare for the worst but I was grateful to discover something new, to discover ma.. |
Glossy dried blood stainsA Poem by Ankita DwivediIf we don't have empathy, what will make us human? |