Autobiography
SingleMomChronicles
I am now going into the later part of my twenties. I have a little girl that I have been raising alone. Her father blamed me for the dissolution of our relationship. It had nothing to do with his excessive drinking. It had nothing to do with his infidelity. It had nothing to do with him staying out all night or sometimes being gone for days at a time. I was supposed to just stick it out and let him get it all out of his system and wait for him to be ready to settle down. I'm sure he would've settled down eventually, right? Seriously, what in the world? Who the heck is doing that?
By Latoya Giles 2 years ago in Chapters
Premature Hope
It was 2016 in Saluda, South Carolina. A week before Spring Break. Anna was as big as a house and we were expecting the boys any day now. Despite her impending childbirth, Anna still worked from time to time, and my teaching schedule hadn’t changed at all. This particular day, around late month-seven of the pregnancy, Anna went to her doctor for yet another check-up. As it turns out, twins can fit in a mother’s stomach any number of ways, and our twins decided to lay one on top of the other, Logan on top and Lukie on the bottom. Now that I think about it, much of this still rings true to what the boys are like today; at any given moment, the boys are probably laying on top of each other right this very moment.
By Bryan Buffkin2 years ago in Chapters
Drowning In The Middle
The man lay in rest among others of his kind breath stolen away. Awakening slowly, flat on my back and unmoving, my body lying in an ultra-firm, postoperative ward bed. I swear those beds are designed to motivate me to get out of post-op as quickly as possible. Not that I ever needed the motivation.
By Jeffry Parker2 years ago in Chapters
The scream of the soul
It seems that the time has come to reveal my own journey. A journey I've been on for a little over three years now. My Twin Flame Journey. A journey towards Self, a journey to understanding one's own Being and diving into the depths of the soul mission. A journey into remembering and practicing Unconditional Love. A journey that, in short, has been like a journey through Hell, fighting my way out with gritted teeth. The only support being the absurd understanding that this is a journey of healing. And so, three times in a row.
By Elle Vihman2 years ago in Chapters
Me and Natasha: Excerpt
Context: My ass was named Natasha by a childhood friend of mine because it is so big it was its own person. Assess are useful, so I will never call anyone who made me feel like shit as a teenager an ass. I will, however, call them everything else. Natasha was not the only part of my body that attracted attention, but she was the star of the show. Frankly, even I was just supporting cast, especially to teenage boys and men.
By C.M. Vazquez2 years ago in Chapters
The Time Of My Life
Once ensconced in her mother's home I soon realised her true plan. She seemed determined to make my life as unpleasant as possible with false accusations of infidelity and all sorts of other lies to her family to make them think I was a twat. She often threatened to throw me out if I dared to complain.
By Liam Ireland2 years ago in Chapters
Prince George: Navigating Royalty with Charm and Curiosity
Prince George, the eldest child of Prince William and Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge, was born on July 22, 2013, and has captured the hearts and attention of people around the world since his birth. As a member of the British royal family, he holds a special place in both history and modern society. Despite his young age, Prince George's life is already marked by tradition, responsibility, and public fascination.
By Abdul Aziz2 years ago in Chapters





