To read the previous part, click here. Tom led them to a road near an abandoned building. They walked closer to the building, and there they saw it. There was a big crack on the left side of the building. The inner side of the crack was weirdly black. Like it was moist or sparkly.... Continue Reading →
To read the first part of this story, click here. Alma couldn’t wrap her head around it. She shook her head and said, “Wait a second. What? Why are they being collided? I never wrote anything about that. And why is it the beginning of the end?” Jason sat down beside her, “There is a... Continue Reading →
A prompt inspired me to write this story, I'll add it at the end of this post so that it doesn't spoil the story. And like last time, my friends also wrote their versions. Below I'll share the link(s) to the available stories. Happy reading 🙂 Alma’s fingers were flying on the keyboard one rainy... Continue Reading →
December sun kept her warm as she sat in the park reading a book about the history of ancient Egypt. The park was located on the opposite side of the building she worked at. That’s how she spent her lunch break on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. On the other days, she spent it with her friend,... Continue Reading →
I would like to think thatThe dreams we haveAre realitiesFrom other universes,Of other versionsOf ourselves.In universesWhere you and I Have each other, Where you and IAre talking and laughing.In universesWhere our fateHas taken usTo a different pathA path that has brought us together. * And here is a simple drawing I did that goes with the poem... Continue Reading →
He's the type of friendWho seems like he doesn't care,Because he can mess upQuite easily.But he'll do all he canTo make things right.He'll go out of his wayAnd leave his comfort zoneJust to make sure thatHe shows that he's really sorry. He learns new things And accepts your weird habitsJust for the sake of the friendship. Sometimes he... Continue Reading →
This is the prompt that has inspired me to write this piece: “You get a phone call from a wrong number, but instead of it ending there, you two begin exchanging messages late at night while the rest of the world sleeps." My friends have also written their own versions of the story. I'll share... Continue Reading →
* For the audio version of this poem, click here. For youI held the pencil,That I had promisedMyself not to do.For IWanted to see youFrom the imagesThat I had madeIn my head.For weNever got the chanceTo be physicallyIn the same placeLike many people do.So, drawingIs what I didAfter years of having stopped.
Before returning home from work, I passed by the grocery store. As my routine, I did my grocery shopping every Friday after work. Twenty minutes later, I was home. I left what I bought on the kitchen table and headed to the bathroom. I was washing my hands and Mom was in the kitchen organizing... Continue Reading →
What you see isA wide smile on her faceWhat you see isSomeone who got things doneSomeone who has it all.You may wonderWhat more she could want.Isn't it what we all want,A dream jobAnd a good degree? What you don't see isA desire that she carries in her heartAll she wants is to move forwardShe has... Continue Reading →
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