Autobiography
Life On The Spectrum: Chapter 4
"Ah look at all the lonely people! Ah look at all the lonely people! Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been. Lives in a dream, waits at the window wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door, who is it for? All the lonely people, where do they all come from? All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
By Sean Callaghan2 years ago in Chapters
The Time Travelers love story
In the intricate tapestry of time, Alice's strength shone through, a beacon in the temporal storms that often raged around her. Much like her, I marveled at her resilience, understanding that beneath the facade of composure, she bore the weight of the ages on her shoulders.
By David Anderson2 years ago in Chapters
Faith in Every Step
In a picturesque town nestled between rolling hills and blooming meadows, a small Muslim boy named Ali lived a life deeply intertwined with faith. His routine, marked by unwavering dedication to his religion, led him to the mosque regularly, where he immersed himself in prayers and sought a deeper understanding of his spiritual journey. Ali, with his innocent eyes and pure heart, was a beacon of inspiration for the tight-knit community that flourished in the embrace of shared beliefs.
By Muhammad Abdullah Tariq2 years ago in Chapters
Dare to Ask
The lessons I learned about keeping my wishes and desires to myself started early and repeated often. ~ I broke my motherโs cheese plate when I was about 8 years old. It was white, with a built-in lip around the edge, and a round raised spot on which the uncut cheese sat. A small dullish knife with a white handle completed the set.
By Judey Kalchik 2 years ago in Chapters
Pain's Prisoner
We all have a sad story to tell. Something that someone did to us, said to us. Maybe it was something we did to ourselves. We sit in the corner of a dark room filled with smoke and liquid poison and try to drown away our agony. Does it help? How can I, as a person, take every bad memory and stuff it into a metaphorical box and hide it away from myself? The reality is you cant. You can not escape what has happened to you because it has now made you who you are. You can not get rid of your pain without essentially demolishing YOU. So you take what you have, use it and alter it into something that you can live with. Find you "silver lining" they say. How can you be this depressed when you have so many great things to live for? My story is mine and mine alone. If I want to wallow in self-pity and immobilize myself until I can't recognize my reflection, is that not my right?
By Kelsey Swim2 years ago in Chapters
"Cleopatra: Unveiling the Enigmatic Queen of the Nile๐๐"
"Order, order," echoed the commanding voice of the judge, quelling the courtroom's hum of anticipation. The crowd's murmurs fell to a hush as they turned their collective attention to the unfolding drama within the ornate, wood-paneled chamber.
By Alisa ฤฐnnokate2 years ago in Chapters
The Sweetest Blossom: A Love Story
Isabella, known for her heart as sweet as honey, never expected her life to change when she met Alexander, a charming flower vendor. Their love story begins with an unexpected connection in a bustling marketplace, and as their hearts entwine, they embark on a journey of love, shared adventures, and beautiful moments. Follow their path as their love blooms like the most exquisite flowers in a garden, and discover the sweetness of their enduring love in "The Sweetest Blossom: A Love Story of Heartfelt Devotion."
By Ezekiel Hemt2 years ago in Chapters
Life On The Spectrum: Chapter 3
When I saw the Special Edition of Star Wars: A New Hope in 1997, my 7-year-old self found it boring. But two years later, when I saw Episode I: The Phantom Menace, hooked I was. I immediately went home and borrowed the original three movies from my neighbor Lee, watched them endlessly and made my parents buy me copies of my own. I finagled all the merchandise I could find, even collecting all the Pepsi cans with the characters on them that were on the shelves at the time.
By Sean Callaghan2 years ago in Chapters
