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GOLDILOCKS AND THREE BEARS

Silent longing

a love peom of a girl who cannot express her feeling to the guy she loves

BORN AGAIN

Born to die or born to live; the former by fate, the later by faith in God through Christ Jesus.

Monday's Beans

A poem about losing a loved one.

THE ENVELOPED WORLD

FEATURING Destiny Mrs Anita Mr Joe Precious Sandra Mr Dark Mr Blue suit CHAPTER 1: VISCOUS ENCOUNTER POST EXTRACT : The world was a peaceful place to be, no killings, bribery/corruption or any sort of evil vices. One could walk to and fro even at 12 in the midnight without been scared, Not until the enveloped world took over. Can someone save us from this impending murk? I THINK I KNOW OF A WORLD NAMED SUITE. We didn't have to set alarms anymore, every morning we wake up to screams and cry for h

Never judge someone's life. Every human being in the world has a story.

_A_24-year-old #boy_looked out of the train window and shouted, Dad! Look at the trees going backwards. Suddenly he said again: Dad, look at the clouds moving with us. A young couple sitting next to him saw the boy's childish behavior and asked the boy's father, "Why don't you take your son to a good doctor?" The boy's father said, "We are returning from the hospital today." My son was blind from birth, he got his es back today. Never judge someone's life. Every human being in the world has a story.

A Timeless Love Story from Bareli: Rohan and Riya's Journey of Love

true love story from Bareli

Demi love

Far far from what people would consider your typical suburb, was a large yet well hidden township called Grome. Perfectly located on the coast of North Carolina. They had it all it here they had a calisem used for advanced demi God battle training, shopping where by u could buy anything from food,  hygiene products to magical items used on quest, battle armor and every weapon a demo God could everythink about needing.  Heck it even had a game stop. Each person invited to live and train in grome

That horrible ride

It was the most pleasant day of the Spring season, in Beijing. The cool but pleasant wind was blowing. Sarah and Ali decided to visit Happy Valley that day. Happy Valley is Beijing’s most popular amusement park. It’s like you purchase tickets one time and can enjoy every ride there. The tickets were purchased online a few days back and now they were there to enjoy rides with kids. (Sarah and her younger sister had been too fond of rides, they used to try every ride whenever visited some park, bu

WHEN CHEESE BECAME HAAA

I could remember my first time seeing an elephant. Goodness! The feeling I had was as huge as the elephant I saw. 😁 I was overwhelmed and it felt as though I could touch the animal. (Who give me that liver? 😏). I decided to take a picture while the elephant was some distance away. As soon as I sat down and looked back, I noticed that this huge animal was coming close to where I was. I became scared but still maintained my sitting position with my heart beating fast. I wanted to take the shot and

My love for Scrabble

My love for Scrabble is like a fire burning bright, A passion that flares up with every letter placed just right. With every word I form, my excitement starts to soar, As I outsmart my opponents and add to my score. The thrill of finding words that others cannot see, Is like a treasure hunt, a victory. The tiles, they call to me, like gems upon a board, Each one a puzzle to be solved, a challenge to be adored. With every game I play, my love for Scrabble grows, A love that knows no bounds, a lov

I Dare You

If I were you, I'd stop reading. No? It's entirely up to you. I'm powerless to stop you. So, take this story as a warning and leave it at that. It had been a completely ordinary day. When these things happened, I was reading creepy stories to frighten myself. That was something I used to enjoy. I loved the feeling of chills running up my spine when I saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye after reading a story. I was about to start reading a ghost story that sounded intriguing when something c

Mama Comes Home

Out of the countless times i felt happiness within my family, i think the one that i can call the greatest, best is when my mother came home after 2 years from Kuwait. It was 2 in the afternoon, i was playing an online game after cleaning the house. I was exhausted, tired. Then i heard my little sister shouting with a happy tone saying "Andito na si Mama!". After that, when i stood up i saw my mother carrying her baggages and Belongings. I rushed at her, with a warm hug, might be the tightest an

ONCE A LOVER, NOW A DEVIL by Richie Kharis

She told him "I hate you," but he took it as a joke Her smile was deceiving and her voice was relieving He only saw an angel with a figure like an eight And never bothered to take note of her repeated joke He told her, " Look, I love you—I'll take a blow for you." But she looked at him smiling as if his words were untrue Yes, I know, but I still hate you because that is what I do Again, he waved, but this time those words came sinking through I see you working, defending me, and fighting for me

"WHEN THE NIGHT DIES" (A Short Poem by ALEX O'BOR)

From dusks till dawns The sunrise and the sun dies Everyday is smiles and frowns Time flies, Life dies and phoenix rise WHEN THE NIGHT DIES I'll wake-up and then embrace my labour suits Lace-up my touring boots And walk-up my paths on the soily sunny miles WHEN THE NIGHT DIES I'll walk my dreams in due times I'll make haste whilest the sun shines And drink life from the pool niles WHEN THE NIGHT DIES I'll sing hosana hosana to the deity I'll recite my psalm-ons, for i am awake Because maybe some

A short story

This short story is about the dream of a girl whose passion for reading made her a famous writer.

There was a country

Once! There was a country That held hope for her people Whose leaders were the youths role models Whose people were the most disciplined Whose military were the nation's pride Whose students were the nation's erudite Whose economy prospered and flourished Yes! There was a country Whose neighbours were envious Whose citizens were contented Whose environment was friendly and peaceful Whose military strength, Was nothing compared to her neighbour's Yet she was satisfied and happy There was a countr

Can my broken heart still be repair?

This short story would inspire you most especially those whom heart has been broken.

These days

‘… No! But, I hope he is different from the rest of presidents we’ve had oo. And why are you calling him ”upcoming president” when the elections hasn’t even come self?’ ‘ E be like say you no sabi this country they call Nigeria. They will just rig this election and give it to Ola Kunle. You know Ola Kunle is almost a Fulani since his mum is a Fulani.’ ‘wow! I never thought of that. These and more are reasons I dislike voting – rigging, gun shots and the rest of violence.’ ‘Common fuel that we ow

Beautiful picture of baby with fountain.

The bottom line is that you should go to beautiful places for refreshments