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Sweet Poison – Short Story of Broken Heart

Its 5:37 in the morning. Can’t sleep. Another restless night. Not a bright start to my day. Its been 37 days since the last time I heard her voice. 49 days since I saw her face,held her hand and kissed her cheeks. According to her calculations, I should’ve been doing well by now. Calculations can be wrong, specially when done by a girl. She’s doing pretty well I guess. Why not me? Why am I writing this? Questions I have no answer to. My first break-up. Its not that I was dying to achieve it and

Sweet Poison – Short Story of Broken Heart
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MultanGuy

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EYES

Your eyes reflects the real beauty of nature and emotion's❤️

EYES
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Alex O'bor

FreeWriting

"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

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

FreeWriting

Sleep Paralysis

I woke up in a cold dark room only to see an alien-like creature slowly crawling on top of me. It touched me with its sharp pointy nails and pain lingers through my skin. Shocked by the horror in front of me, I can't move my body. I stiffened the more I tried to resist. Without a warning, the creature opened its mouth to reveal its shark-like teeth. Its slender body is now resting on top of me. It moves closer and closer aiming for my neck. I felt a sharp pain and became delirious from its bite.

Sleep Paralysis
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Peace ✌️ Author

FreeWriting

Greedy Eagle 🦅

Hi, My name is Greedy, this is a lesson I have learnt: I was sitting near the sea and the waves were dancing as usual. what a beauty ! As I was enjoying the view; my worries were being diminished. I liked the way an eagle was flying. What is more, I saw an attractive golden coin in it's beak.I asked myself : wow! from where did the eagle got it How can a bird gain gold and he is not a human! Greed is a human trait After a while, I saw a large fish rose above the water, with a yellow light Whic

Greedy Eagle 🦅
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猿田久 Hisashi Saruta

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エースの親友(日本語)

日本のエースと言われるサッカー選手と、その親友と言われるトレーナーの物語です。  ↓YouTube(作画動画) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCPlBPEAadTTLV2OKkBf8o6Q ↓BOOTH(漫画販売) https://hisashisaruta.booth.pm/ ↓Instagram https://www.instagram.com/hsymonkey/

エースの親友(日本語)
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猿田久 Hisashi Saruta

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Elle dessine(Français)

Ceci est un manga d'histoire d'une connexion entre une fille qui veut être dessinatrice et un homme d'âge moyen. ↓YouTube(Drawing movie) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCPlBPEAadTTLV2OKkBf8o6Q ↓BOOTH(Manga sales) https://hisashisaruta.booth.pm/ ↓Instagram https://www.instagram.com/hsymonkey/

Elle dessine(Français)
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猿田久 Hisashi Saruta

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描く彼女(日本語)

ひとりの画家志望の少女とある中年男性の交流の物語です。  ↓YouTube(作画動画) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCPlBPEAadTTLV2OKkBf8o6Q ↓BOOTH(漫画販売) https://hisashisaruta.booth.pm/ ↓Instagram https://www.instagram.com/hsymonkey/

描く彼女(日本語)
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猿田久 Hisashi Saruta

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Un ami de l'as(Français)

Ce manga raconte l'histoire d'un joueur de football appelé l'as du Japon et d'un entraîneur appelé son meilleur ami. ↓YouTube(Drawing movie) https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCPlBPEAadTTLV2OKkBf8o6Q ↓BOOTH(Manga sales) https://hisashisaruta.booth.pm/ ↓Instagram https://www.instagram.com/hsymonkey/

Un ami de l'as(Français)
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Love spreader

FreeWriting

Short Story of Hardworking Boy

There is a boy who known his hard working

Short Story of Hardworking Boy
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Spiritual Echoes

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The Crowd Within

“The Crowd Within” is a short spiritual story that reveals how the many conflicting voices inside our mind create restlessness and suffering. Inspired by the wisdom of Acharya Shri Rajneesh (Osho), this tiny tale reminds us that true peace arises when we observe our thoughts with awareness rather than becoming lost in them. A simple yet powerful reflection on consciousness and inner silence."

The Crowd Within
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Felikz

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SHORT STORIES

LAUGH OO Back in secondary school , I was very poor in maths. During exams, I’d get between 2% and 8% . The results used to be announced sequentially, that is from the lowest to the highest marks. So I would always be the first or second to be called out and flogged. One day, the maths results were announced and my name wasn’t among the first to be called out. The teacher got to 30%, 40%, 50%, 60% and 70%, still my paper had not been called out. Everyone in the class kept looking at me asking, “

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Guest

FreeWriting

The hare and tortoise story

the story of the rabbit and the tortoise became a lesson in patience and determination, showing that wisdom and friendship are what truly last.

The hare and tortoise story

Silver Dream

FreeWriting

Accidental Millionaire

When Alice graduated from college, she had no idea what she wanted to do with her life. She had studied English literature, which was interesting, but didn't seem like it would lead to a lucrative career. So, she started working at a bookstore, which she enjoyed, but it didn't pay much. One day, while browsing the internet, Alice came across an online competition for a new app. The app was meant to help people manage their finances, and the prize for the winning entry was a million dollars. Alic

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Rana Sufyan

FreeWriting

Funny story

* After the Imam of the congregation finished the Friday prayer, the voice of a person praying came from behind.* *Maulana Sahib should pray that the economic conditions of our country will improve.* Imam Jamaat took out a 5000 note from his pocket and said: * I have found this outside the door of the mosque, whoever has it, raise your hand.* *10 people raised their hands.* Imam Jamaat kept the note in his pocket and said: *This is mine.* * Get well yourself first, let the economic conditions al

Funny story
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Spiritual Echoes

FreeWriting

Beyond Honor and Religion

I heard this — a man’s dog died. He loved it deeply. Love between humans has grown difficult, so sometimes we must find other paths. He was a thoughtful man. He decided his dog deserved the honor of a human funeral. Even though he forgot—humans rarely get as much respect as dogs. But the lover does not see clearly; love is blind. He went to the village’s Catholic church. He told the priest, “My dog has died. I wish to give it the honor of a human burial.” click here to read the entire story

Beyond Honor and Religion
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pasawa

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mountain 🏔️ Mount Everest

It was always my dream to climb Mount Everest, the highest mountain in the world. So when I finally saved enough money and took the time off work, I set off on my journey. I joined a guided climbing expedition, and we spent several weeks in base camp acclimatizing to the altitude and going on practice climbs. The climb itself was grueling and difficult, with long days of climbing on steep, icy terrain. But the views from the mountain were absolutely breathtaking. As we got higher and higher up t

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Doblee

FreeWriting

Meadow Tale

the once beautiful meadow became a cautionary tale

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haya

FreeWriting

wood cutter and witch

Once upon a time there was a woodcutter in a village. He had a khatara bicycle on which he used to go to work in the city every day. One day he was late for work. It was twelve o'clock in the night. But he dragged his bicycle and passed by a deserted mansion. There was an old berry tree in the mansion. As he passed by, he heard a woman's voice. She was eating a berry sitting on this tree. She called out to the lumberjack, "Listen, lumberjack." At the same time, he threw a berry towards her and s

wood cutter and witch
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A.J

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A Hero's Leap

High above the bustling city of Metropolis, Superman soared through the sky, his cape rippling in the wind. His superhuman senses were on high alert, and his heart raced as he heard a distant cry for help. Down below, on the rooftop of the Daily Planet building, chaos had erupted. Lois Lane, the fearless reporter known for her knack for getting into trouble, was in peril once again. She had been chasing a lead on a dangerous gang, unaware that she was being lured into a trap. As Superman descend

A Hero's Leap
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