Stories
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My lies and the truth of it!
Well, I always have this tendency to slip on some of my personal experiences into my stories, poems and every article I write. But today, we have all decided to write a direct self-portrait. So, not only will I be writing my personal things and I would also be accepting that it is indeed personal! Read more
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MIRROR: NOT A REAL REFLECTION.
In the world we live in there are many weird things that happen around us. We cannot know all of them, but we sure do see a few and feel bizarre. We all use a mirror to see our reflection. The mirror is like a common household item in every house. However, what would be Read more
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Mama, What’s Happening?
He woke up to the smell of coconut oil. “Mama” he yelled in his sleep. His eyes are still shut but he feels irritated. He wants to sleep more but the coconut smell is irritating him. “Mama, stop” he yelled as he opened his eyes. There stood a beautiful lady who looked similar to his Read more
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Oh mighty hawk! Where did you go?
In the middle, in the middle Where did you go? Leaving me here, Oh, mighty hawk, where did you go? Come to me, come back. Oh, dear mighty hawk! For there is something at lack, Without your talk. Looking at the people, In their busy lives, I think I might tremble. Are you roaming with Read more
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The Mystery, The Warrior And The Adventure.
Long ago there lived a mighty warrior,The bravest and the most robust ever.He is called the warrior of “Asherah sea”,Any king before him would bend the knee. His name is “Nakoa”, and they called him the great,There are several stories to tell his might.Whenever they talked about a hero there is his name,There are no Read more
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Come and Date, the winter is here!
Desire to Date Eager to explore me, I set foot into the world. I seek myself in reflections of other people. It is a trial and error method that I follow to know me. I explore people, see what they are and understand the differences between them and me. And that’s how I get to Read more
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YOU: The Symbolic Life.
On a Thursday morning, I woke up to the sound of my alarm. Then I picked up the most loyal partner I ever had for two years, my phone and checked for notifications. I made my bed and went to the hall. I saw my mother doing her chores. As soon as she saw me, Read more
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Memories and senses of Samuel Sheraton
I can feel the smell, the smell of freshly baked dough. The sweet smell of dough is throughout the street; it makes my mouth water. I looked at the bakery, and the bakers are not open yet. Maybe they are preparing for today. I look up at the sky, and the sun has not risen. Read more
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The Pragmatic Suicide Note.
It is past 3:00 AM, and John is sitting on his chair and is thinking something very deeply. He takes the last sip of the energy drink and throws the can away. That is the day John decided to end things for him; he planned his suicide. As his family has different health issues, there Read more
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