Holiday

The Spin of Fate
When Mia stepped into her freshman dorm room, her stomach churned like a washing machine on spin cycle. The cinderblock walls, the twin beds bolted to the floor, and the faint smell of industrial cleaner screamed "adventure ahead"—or "impending disaster."She’d heard the horror stories: roommates who stole socks, ones who never showered, even a girl who’d allegedly adopted a ferret ithout asking. But Mia had rolled the dice on the university’s random housing portal, and now she held her breath as the door creaked open.
By K. B. 12 months ago in Fiction
Why Is It Easy to Kill Mosquitoes but So Hard to Kill Flies?
Have you ever wondered why it's so easy to swat a mosquito, yet catching a fly feels like a never-ending battle? Both insects are tiny, fast, and annoying, but their differences in behavior, biology, and perception make one much harder to eliminate than the other. This article explores the fascinating reasons behind this mystery and how it affects our daily lives.
By William Henryabout a year ago in Fiction
The Secret of the Dark Forest
## The Secret of the Dark Forest ### Introduction In a small village nestled between rolling hills and dense woods, tales of the Dark Forest echoed through the generations. The villagers, with their weathered faces and wise eyes, often warned children about the ominous woods. "Never venture there," they would say, "for the forest holds secrets that are best left undisturbed." But for one curious young man named Ali, these warnings only fueled his adventurous spirit.
By amgadabout a year ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM
Chapter 9: My Heart Beat When Gary slid the door open to enter his classroom, he was surprised to see that not everyone was there yet. His eyes peaked in the direction of the school clock and could still see there was a good fifteen minutes before class started.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemiabout a year ago in Fiction
The Place Where Two Phones Met
I dreamt of her. I didn’t want to but I did. I assume my subconscious wanted to. Maybe It was trying to tell me something about her. Through this journey of transformation and growth, it knew—I knew I needed this little piece of bittersweet healing.
By K.I.M.about a year ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM. Content Warning.
Chapter 8: Fight back! Today, Gary was walking to school a lot slower than he usually would. He was constantly looking around his surroundings, checking if there wasn’t anybody following him. He had recognised the three deceased gang members on TV as the same ones who had been after him at the construction site.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemiabout a year ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM. Content Warning.
Chapter 7: White Rose “Sir, the police have arrived so we had to stop our investigation,” a man in a suit reported on the phone.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemiabout a year ago in Fiction
MY WEREWOLF SYSTEM. Content Warning.
Chapter 6: Werewolf Werewolf. Gary had seen the concept of the mythological creature being used in books and movies, but he had never really been the type to pay too close attention to these things. Thinking back to the few films he had watched with such being, a certain thought came to his mind.
By Ifeoluwa Akinyemiabout a year ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Island
The ocean shimmered under the golden glow of the setting sun, waves lapping gently against the dock as the boat pulled away, leaving the group of tourists alone on the secluded island. The air smelled of salt and ripe fruit, the perfect vision of paradise.
By V-Ink Storiesabout a year ago in Fiction
Golden Sun & Silver Moon
The golden sun promised an exciting day for Ash and May. Something about the blinding daylight suggested that amazing things were about to happen. The journey to the beach was a long and winding road. The first step was to take the bus to the airport. Then the extensive checks and wait for the plain. The plane from Tokyo to London was over eight hours, and then there was a long train journey to Bournemouth.
By Chloe Gilholyabout a year ago in Fiction
An Easter Bunny Tale
One morning while looking out at my garden I was amazed at watching what this one bunny was doing. It was a bright sunny early morning for the sun was just starting to rise and the sky was so vividly blue and the air was cool this early Easter morning. It seemed to be gathering something from the yards in mine and the neighbors as well. For some reason I went out and sat down on the porch and continued to watch him. He not really sure if it was a male bunny, as he continued collecting whatever he must have noticed me for he looked my way. He started hopping towards and when he got halfway in my direction, he showed me what he was doing. He had collected a few eggs that seemed to have an odd scent. This bunny has the most peculiar face when handling these eggs and he whispered these eggs are rotten and cannot give. There will be more fresh ones in a few minutes. I sort of just sat there kind of amazed for I thought the Easter bunny was made up for the little children to have something to look forward as we do at Christmas with Santa Claus. Never knew I would meet the Easter Bunny. He is almost like Santa for in a flash he was back and had fresh decorated eggs in his basket and no funny smell. He hopped to the other houses and replaced those eggs as well. The bunny came back my way and looked at me and twitched his little black nose and as he hopped down the street I thought I heard him say "Happy Easter to All and to All a Good Day."
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
Love in the Time of Wrestling
Combat Women's Wrestling had been in business for 14 years, and one of the promotion's big stars was Lena Pierce, nicknamed "The Iron Maiden" for her strong resolve. She had been wrestling for five years and boasted an impressive record in the ring, and had appeared to have seen it all in her time in the ring, until about a month ago.
By Clyde E. Dawkinsabout a year ago in Fiction