As we all know that, in today society these are the prime and main factors to maintain the pride, honour and show-off. People name it status and all.The society perhaps respect the people with high honour. Some people show-off their status and however some don't. well, the main point I want to attract the attention of all readers towards like
Yes, Love-marriage! As among readers parents and childrens are there so it will definitely be helpful for both type of people.
Well, basically nobody either girl or boy don't want to leave their family and run for a marriage only.
But as soon as family get to know about that their childrens likes some other person, they basically make their thought about ...
The world has never moved.
Which is a weird thing to say in all honesty-why wouldn't it?-but it's true. Our planet, Yannis, doesn't rotate, and neither does the two moons that "orbit" around it. Because of this, Yannis is split into four 'countries'-Dawn, Day, Dusk, and night. People from all countries look like how you expect-Pale skin in the Night, tanned
skin in the day, etc. I, myself, live on the border between day and dusk, a place called 'Gold' because the light of the sun forever hitting the horizon is always beautiful and gold. But I found out today that we aren't supposed to be that way at all.
There was a statement issued by our space foundation, COSE, that said that they started to discover planet...
It was a strange day. The ground shook occasionally. The sky would erupt into lighting for a good 10 minuets, and then settle again. Up to 37 people would vanish from around the world. And no one would care. This was the way of the Guardians.
You never knew when you would be chosen. When you were, you had a choice. Go quietly, and watch your old life
from afar as everyone forgot you existed, or struggle, and see your loved ones die. Most people went quietly. I sure did. I never thought I would be chosen. I didn't feel noble or heroic like the other Guardians always seemed to be. No I felt like if I were Chosen I would be The Guardian of fear. God I am glad I am not. I suppose I should introduce myself to y...
(Yesterday, I found a tape recording while hauling boxes out of my attic. I’m about to move, but I listened to these tapes, and the story they tell is chilling. I don’t know who is telling this story, but I know that because I found these tapes, they are my responsibility, and I want to tell you it. Later, when I finished listening to these tapes, I
looked up her name, and the story I found was terrifying. I hope that I can solve the unfinished crime by sharing these. You might ask, why didn’t you tell the police this? I can answer that. They wouldn’t be of any help and would think I was making it up. But you’ll know I’m not. At least, I can hope this.)
So, erm, yeah, hi. I've never written a diary before so I don't know where to start. I don't really want to begin by saying dear diary. That's too cliche. Besides, that implies that there's a reader at the other end of this and it would kill me if anybody found and read this. Ugh, I really don't want to do this. I'm no writer. The only reason I'm even doing
this is because Dora, my best friend since high school ( who is a constant diary writer) told me keeping a diary would help me figure my feelings out. If I'm anything right now, I'm confused about my feelings for Finn. I've tried everything and nothing has worked out so far. So why not give this a try? Again, it would kill me if anybody found out. I'm a very...
Ava sat at the kitchen table, her math book and graphing calculator by her side. She was wearing headphones, but they weren't working right so she could hear her mother vacuuming in another room. She hated when her mother did that, and tried not to be home when her mother did the weekly cleaning, but sometimes it couldn't be helped. She liked doing her
school work in the kitchen. She could shut off the overhead light, and just use the natural lighting through the windows to see by. It was so much easier on her eyes and didn't give her a headache like the lights in the other rooms did. Her parents were understanding of her dislike for certain lights and kept saying they would change the bulbs to something better...
There once was an old man who, on one night, while resting in a chair, that was sitting on a porch, thought to himself the most curious of things. And this, that he thought, to put quite simply, was a question that most in their short lives have asked, and that is, what if. What if he just suddenly packed up and left town without so much as a whisper would
anyone even miss him. And the answer, that he didn't want to believe or say, was no, which was a response, that in time, convinced him to do exactly that. And so, the next day, with the coming of the moon, the man quickly began to pack up his belongings for the long journey ahead. And as he did, a little bird landed on the ledge of a window, that the old man ...
Last year, I wanted to find myself, I wanted to know who I was and that stuff. Meanwhile I left one of my best friends. At that time I didn't know he was my best friend. I thought he had enough friends like it wouldn't matter if I leave him or not. Now, one year later, we are back together like he is my best friend and I am his. I know I hurt him a lot when
I decided to ignore him and not to tell him why I actually broke off the friendship. Now, I see that he's afraid that I'll leave him again. I won't but I have to accept that he can't trust me the same way he did last year. I don't blame him for that but it kind of breaks my heart because he means so much to me. I want him to know how much I really love him b...
She was startled hearing those words, clearly and firmly spoken, over her shoulder. She turned to look.
This was the old man she had noticed striding along the walkways in the park. She often went there to sit on the bench and gaze at the ducks in the water. As she did not want to be distracted or disturbed by anyone she
always chose a bench close to the water, with her back to the walkway. She would sit for hours lost in her miserable thoughts and utter loneliness. She had however noticed him. He looked very old, with a thousand wrinkles on his face, but stood tall, straight and trim. He had a briskandsteady walk. She found that very unusual. He had smiled at her every tim...
The sudden noise coming from Amber Williams’ laptop made her jump. It was the sound that signaled to her that one of her friends was trying to reach her on Facebook.
Amber ignored the sound, and tried to concentrate on the YouTube video she was watching in the other tab. Not that it was all that hard. This was, after all, a Jonas James
video. Ever since she’d found his channel a year ago, she’d been obsessed with him. And every Friday after school, like clockwork, she would tune in to see his latest video.
Now Amber was getting a little annoyed.
OK, make that very annoyed. With a deep sigh, Amber navigated to the Facebook tab she had open. She saw that one of her best ...
No coffee at home, stacks of paperwork in the office and no coffee there either. Bakery across getting closed, getting splashed while waiting for the traffic light on the way from said bakery... And now this. Betrayed by a milkshake. Jason couldn't even tell the girl behind the counter that the pink abnormality wasn't his order
- she looked so haggard, almost pushing the cup in his hands and hurrying off to serve another customer, he didn't have a heart to tell her off.
So here he was now, sitting in his car outside Charlotte's, flashing pink and turquoise neon lights irritating his eyes, strawberry milkshake in one hand and his phone in another. The digital clock on the dashbo...
All my life, I have felt like I have been lonely and abandoned figuratively and literary. I feel like the definition of my favorite flower, *Higanbana. My parents are usually busy with work to notice me. One day, I thought I had found love but little did I know, I was fooled by his charming smile. He brought my life anguish, misery, and pain.
The day has come where I can start a new life and make the most of it. I hope I make friends who will stick by me. I hope they like for me and not discriminate towards me because the sin I committed. I hope I meet a guy who will treat me with kindness and love me for me.
-March 26, 2025.
Earth to Natasha! Akane yelled. Huh? I asked. As I was writing ...
"MAGIC GENIE!!!!", the man said. The magic genie then looked down on him from above.
"BRING ME FAME AND FORTUNE!!! I WANT TO LIVE THE LIFE OF A KING! LIVE IN A HOUSE LARGER THAN ANY CASTLE EVER TOLD IN FAIRY TALES!! I WANT GOLD, RICHES, TREASURES, AND MONEY MORE THAN ANY BANK HAS EVER PRINTED!!!", the man demanded.
The genie looked back at him and
said, "Sure. But in exchange, I will ask for something that is of at least equivalent importance to you in life."
"It doesn't matter! I'm homeless! No girls want to marry me because I'm homeless! If I just have a house and piles of money, all the girls who rejected me would come back to me. I would then reject them for the line of celebrities and pretty girl...
On a dark and stormy night, void of all life but the nocturnal, a lonesome traveller stumbled down a forgotten road; his wares and merchandise jangling like an ominous tune.
The cobbled pathway fell steep and narrow; the nature was now overpowering the traveller's route.
Every bird and owl and creatures considered foul halted for a moment before him; as
the shadows crept around the traveller in mysterious ways.
The Traveller thought, as he descended, that the wind was sharpening its harsh embrace.
The lower he ventured, the more foreboding the environment became - both desolate, and overgrown at the same time. The Trees around the traveller appeared to fidget and nervously watch. Whether out of anticip...