Baskadia

The forgotten dairy

Through a series of letters and clues hidden within the diary's pages, Alex traced the diary back to its original owner, Eleanor, who lived in the same house decades ago. Eleanor had been an aspiring writer and had found the diary during one of her walks in the nearby woods. She believed it to be a gift from fate, but as the predictions became darker and more ominous, Eleanor's life took a drastic turn.

The forgotten dairy

Alex began meticulously documenting the predictions from the diary. From mundane details like the day's weather to more significant events like chance encounters and unexpected news, everything seemed to match the diary's entries. Intrigued, Alex became consumed by the mystery behind the predictions and embarked on a journey to uncover the diary's origins.

The Forgotten Lighthouse”

You The Forgotten Lighthouse” Chapter 1: The Storm’s Arrival In a secluded coastal village, where cliffs met tempestuous seas, stood an ancient lighthouse. Its whitewashed walls bore the scars of countless storms, and its lantern had long ceased to guide ships. Locals whispered that it held secrets—the kind that danced in moonlight and echoed through forgotten chambers. Adara, a young artist with wild curls and eyes like sea glass, stumbled upon the lighthouse during a fierce gale. Rain soaked h

The FORGOTTEN Empire

This poem celebrates India's rich history from the ancient INDUS VALLEY CIVILIZATION to the modern era. It highlights the key period and events that shaped INDIA and encourage us to celebrate our past and work together for better future.

Navigating the world in silence

Being disabled makes it more challenging to navigate your environment. Unfortunately, a lot of individuals are unaware of the challenges that come with it. The shortcomings of both the educational and medical systems prevent people with disabilities from receiving the proper support or care. Poor disabled people in the community who lack access to the facilities and basic healthcare they require to better manage their condition find it especially challenging; they frequently feel isolated from s

Shadows of the Forgotten Room

A young girl named Lily. Intrigued by dark history surrounding an old house, she ventures inside, only to become trapped in a hidden room. As the room comes alive with whispers and unsettling encounters, Lily must find a way to escape the clutches of the sinister space. With chilling suspense and a desperate struggle for survival, the story delves into the secrets and horrors that lurk within the forgotten corners of our world.

Whispers of Forgotten Dreams

"Whispers of Forgotten Dreams" is a poetic masterpiece that unveils the enchanting beauty within decay. The verses paint a vivid portrait of an abandoned room, where each element—chairs, piano, walls—echoes tales of a bygone era. Through delicate words, the poem captures the soulful essence of time's embrace, inviting readers to own a piece of this evocative journey where beauty blossoms in the arms of decay.

Whispers of The Forgotten....by AKIN PHILIP T.F

In the heart of a quaint village named Havenbrook, nestled between rolling hills and ancient forests, lay a forgotten cemetery. Its gravestones, weathered by time, told stories of lives once lived, now etched into the annals of history. Few souls dared to venture into this melancholic resting place, except for Titi, a curious young girl with an insatiable thirst for knowledge. Titi had always been drawn to the mysteries that shrouded the cemetery. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting lon

The Forgotten House

Chapter 1 In the heart of a secluded town, shrouded by mist and mystery, stood an abandoned house with a dark history. Once a grand estate, it now loomed ominously amidst the overgrown weeds and twisted trees. Local legends whispered of its haunted past, warning residents to steer clear of its cursed grounds.

The Forgotten Igbo Pyramids

Do You Know? The Forgotten Igbo Pyramids. The ancient Igbo pyramids are located in Udi, Enugu, Nigeria but have long been forgotten and are probably in ruins. The wonder of the Igbo pyramids started in 1935, when British anthropologist and colonial administrator, G. I. Jones, took pictures of the Nsude pyramids (what is now known as the Igbo pyramids). The ancient Igbo pyramids are located in Udi, Enugu, Nigeria but have long been forgotten and are probably in ruins. Jones in 1935 was building u

Reclaiming the Lost: The Quest for Forgotten Cryptocurrency Fortunes

In the ever-evolving landscape of cryptocurrency, some gems get lost in the shuffle. Whether overshadowed by newer projects or simply forgotten, these hidden treasures hold untapped potential for savvy investors willing to dig deeper. Imagine stumbling upon a digital asset that has been dormant for years, its value lying dormant, waiting to be rediscovered. This is the allure of forgotten cryptocurrencies – the chance to unearth wealth that others have overlooked. But where does one begin the se

The forgotten dairy

In the quiet attic of an old Victorian house, Alex stumbled upon a dusty and forgotten diary while searching for old family photographs. The diary's leather cover was worn, and its pages yellowed with age. As Alex flipped through its contents, they were astonished to find that the diary seemed to predict future events with eerie accuracy.

Forgotten Memories Stored In Photographs

A lot of our photographs growing up are filled with memories we don't remember. It shows the importance of capturing moments you can look back to and as a way to remember friends because they can't stay forever.

Forgotten cars from the 90's

Betrayed and forgotten 💔

Nobody can do it better than you

Forgotten cars

It was not to be Forgotten...

You Perished and Pleaded But he kept you alive When hope was dead and you bled He healed and you Forgot... You had not bread to eat He gave you food and heat You shivered without ample shelter He gave you a palace and you Forgot... You wanted a town to rule He gave you a Empire, very vast You are position was bad in a deadly duel He made you win and you forgot You didn't forget the ordinary, but God You forgot what was not to be... You have forgotten the wrong powers Don't come to ask why I beli

Fear.

I fear being forgotten, my name and face lost in time. Memories of me faded from existence. Binding me to nothingness. So much ambition with zero direction. As time Flys past isolation and a destructive self image emerges fear becomes all consuming my lips speak into existence the pain and suffering as if i were the orical of destruction. My every step seems Beleagure my very existence. Words spoke from frustration have resulted in the futility of salvation. I stand now a statue of irony an exam

Should he be forgotten

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