Ever since I was a child, I’ve always been terrified of something lurking under my bed at night. The thought of a mysterious presence in the dark filled me with dread, so I decided to seek help. I went to a psychiatrist and poured my heart out.
The psychiatrist, with a reassuring smile, said, “Just put yourself in my hands for one year. Come talk to me three times a week, and we should be able to get rid of those fears.”
Continues…
A single nail, painted where it “doesn’t belong,” can feel like a tiny act of defiance. One flash of color on a man’s hand, and suddenly the…
The snow never lies. It only waits. That night, it watched in perfect silence while everyone else slept, recording every footstep like a sentence passed without appeal….
Chaos is a liar. It hits you hardest when you’re forced to choose, when everything feels urgent and nothing feels fair. At that nameless T-junction, it whispers…
He was never meant to be heard. The world tried to bury him under poverty, addiction, and ridicule, but he clawed his way out with nothing but…
The sky isn’t innocent. It watches you watching it. You think you’re just killing time, tracing clouds, but something quieter is happening beneath your awareness. Your mind…
