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Quiet Strength, Unrequited Love
I loved her the way the ocean loves the moon—faithfully, from a distance. Her name was Mira, and she moved through the world like dusk: soft, unbothered, and unaware of the stars she made out of ordinary people. I met her on a Tuesday that smelled of rain. She wore yellow that day, the kind that wasn’t loud but hummed quietly under the weight of gray skies.
By Abuzar khan7 months ago in Confessions
The Message I Never Sent — and What It Taught Me About Regret
There’s a message that still sits in my drafts folder. Unsent. Unfinished. It's been there for two years now, quietly aging in digital silence, like a ghost trapped between the living and the lost.
By Umar Faiz7 months ago in Confessions
Lost in Likes: How Social Media Is Stealing Our Real Life
✦ Introduction There was a time when friendship bloomed at street corners, shared over cups of tea and laughter. Today, those same friendships are trapped in Instagram stories and TikTok reels.
By Riaz khan7 months ago in Confessions
The Firefly That Refused to Fade
Story: On the edge of a quiet village, nestled in tall blades of grass, lived a firefly unlike any other. His name was Lumo, and unlike most fireflies who blinked their lights for brief moments of courtship or instinct, Lumo carried a different fire—one not just in his abdomen, but deep within his soul.
By Ihsan Ullah LLC7 months ago in Confessions
The Ultimate Case of a Teenager Trying to Make It
There’s a certain kind of teenager that never really gets to be a teenager. The world doesn't give them the room. They grow up in a house where love comes with a clenched jaw,
By Umar Faiz7 months ago in Confessions
world of the Day
There are things I want to write about, but I’m also holding back more than usual these days. Maybe it’s just a part of getting older — the understanding that you don’t have to say everything out loud to be honest. Some secrets aren’t meant to be hidden out of shame, just out of survival. And right now, I’m quietly surviving one of those seasons.
By waseem khan7 months ago in Confessions
The Day I Died. Content Warning.
I had a long life ahead of me. I had 2 kids and a loving wife. I perfect, sincere job. I was on a run to become the headsman in my institution. Everything looks clean and clear. But there's something we always forget. The ending.
By Kelly Munala Brookes7 months ago in Confessions
The surprising trend of converting to Islam around the world: Why people are choosing Islam despite Islamophobia.
The surprising trend of converting to Islam around the world: Why people are choosing Islam despite Islamophobia. He walked into the mosque wearing jeans, a flannel shirt, and carrying a book in his hand — The Qur’an.
By waseem khan7 months ago in Confessions
Gangster Points
Now, you might be wondering, what does Kelly mean by the term 11th commandment. Well, you don't know this but there really is an 11th commandment. And this is "Thou shalt not get caught".
By Kelly Munala Brookes7 months ago in Confessions
The Ones Who Never Learned to Numb
I’ve always admired people who can shut things off. The ones who can bury their emotions like they were never there. The ones who don't cry in public. The ones who can read the news and not flinch. The ones who can walk past a homeless man and not carry his story in their chest for the rest of the day.
By Prince Esien7 months ago in Confessions
8 Feet from the Body
My name is Kelly Brookes. I might write like an American-born guy but i'm African-American. A writer in the blood. What my mind has the keys to, I don't know yet.
By Kelly Munala Brookes7 months ago in Confessions
The First Goodbye Is Always the Quietest
The First Goodbye Is Always the Quietest Genre: Confessions / Romance Challenge Fit: The Second First Time I don’t remember the exact words we said.
By waseem khan7 months ago in Confessions