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Encountering EmancipationEncountering Emancipation
The cage was opened but she didnt fly. A bird forgets to fly if she is kept in a cage for years. My daughter read the last sentence of the book, the book got closed and she was upset. In the living room, her eyes fixed on the drawer of the TV trolley, she was trying to find something. Focused in even small things, she would never compromise on putting her best in anything she does. She is my girl but completely unlike me.
What are you trying to find? I have just cleaned that drawer yesterday.
Who uses it in our house that you will find it?
I will find it myself. You dont worry. You just see this.
I am sitting on a long sofa and trying to relax while she is busy in her treasure hunt for the correction pen. Tasneem passed me a photograph. Photographs bring memories back and you feel like you are back in that old time, living all those moments again. It was her childhood photograph
The Invisible ManI was sitting there like an invisible man. It was by my own choice. A lady came to the street where ATM stood tall. I was waiting since so long. I robbed her. The ladies who who saw me are now dead. The street was not a busy one. There were only four females, one got robbed and three got killed. Why did I leave the one whom I robbed? The answer is simple. I love hiding, like an invisible man. The hide and seek game was listed as an achievement in my resume of life. Secondly, I only rob a person once. There were only two choices either rob or shoot. I chose money and I am still the invisible man. Police is still trying to find me but they wouldn't be able to find me because I am an invisible man.
I was sitting there like an invisible man and dreaming such non-sense.
SMILESmile does it for everyone. Just a smile. Have you ever received a smile from stranger? It is so selfless that it just gets into deepest chord of your heart. You know it is not fake. You can feel the warmth and the joy. Even fake smiles work. It has a fair chance to make you happy but more than that it does make other people feel special. Still try to put a heartfelt smile rather than a fake one. Smile to everyone, even if that person is a stranger. Who knows that smile can change that person life forever. Who knows that smile can vanish some anxiety/worry which had a strong potential to make a huge lost afterwards. Who knows that smile can give him/her a zeal to live.
Pass it on with a smile
Thank you - Mom - you rockA mother love is everybody's first love.
So is mine, and will always remain.
Maa, Thanks for always being there.
For being my best buddy.
For doing every possible thing to make me happy.
For all the time, support and moments we share.
For shaping my personality.
For encouraging me every time.
For seeing dreams from me.
And all the unconditional love.
Now its my time.
I wish and pray I can do the same.
Wish me luck.
Love ya Mom.
Love of a full year, one day of recognition
Love of a lifetime.
And you my dear God, you are great. Life is indeed a blessing in so many ways and its only you who could make such special creations.
Haunting Deja VuHaunting Déjà vu
It was Friday the 13th. The fairy angel was walking aimlessly whole night. The night, which was under the magical spell of full moon, betrayed the fairy by taking away all her magical powers. Though she still had her wings intact but now they were just reduced to ornamental prominence. She could no longer fly in the wind. The wind danced to the howling of the wolves and snatched the red roses out of the mother tree's hands. If fairies had blood in their bodies, she would have surely bled out completely from such treachery but her wings were red due to the color that roses shed to share sorrow with her. The bed of roses crushing under the angel's feet led to a grave. She was so engrossed in her spirit's hollowness that she didn't know she was in a graveyard. On reaching close, the sight and the mind started to converse with one another. Her consciousness took the message that her senses were trying to convey; it was her worldly name on the grave. But the fact sti
Before the dawnI
Ahmed was deeply engulfed in a book. He was enjoying the first printed edition of a vintage book. He loved to collect antiques and then sell them so other people can have the pleasure equally. Old is Gold, and they truly believed its preciousness. Similarly there is nothing like first love.
Sara entered the antique shop. He went to the entrance to receive her.
"A donut for you."
"Like always, thanks"
Antique furniture and there conversations were a routine. Ahmed excitedly showed Sara the new addition to hBedis collection.
"I got this book for just $10. They were throwing this valuable piece into trash. A 50s original. See! This is a first edition print. It is a personally signed copy."
"Very interesting. Great addition to be exact."
"So how was the day at the shop?"
"The usual plain donuts, sugarcoated people."
"That isn't that boring!"
"Just stand there for some hours and you'll know"
"Did you make any new sketches?"
"The ones which are for the university projects."
"I would love t
He's InsaneHe knows he was special, he always felt that uniqueness somewhere inside. He knows the fact that never in the history has been anyone exactly like him, nor will there be again. He also knows that every man was unique in his own way but he is among the lucky few people who realize it.
He is loud and full of life in the deepest details. He loves to talk but it was not the case when he was a child. He didn't speak for two years on this earth because of which his parents were quite worried. They consulted a doctor and after the checkup the result was out. "Whenever he'll speak, he'll speak to such an extent that it will be difficult for you to make him silent", predicted the doctor back then. The guess came true; he is a complete chatter box. Now he wants to be a motivational speaker. He wants to change the world and the minds by using this skill in his workshops where he can help people to improve and kindle a spark of hope in them. He believes small steps lead to a bigger change. People
The Chance The Chance
"What do you mean by saying we should give this relationship some more time?"
"Are you mad? I don't have any free time to spare, at least not for you"
"But Faiz… I can't even imagine my life without you."
"Do one thing, take some sleeping pills! It will help you to get some sleep, at least for tonight."
Faizan ended the call. He always used his left hand to do so, always. As soon as he pressed that button, his sight went to the watch that he was sporting on his wrist of the same hand.
The gold-plated watch compelled the memories to flow from his mind into his heart and continued its journey with the blood completing its uninterrupted cycles throughout the body. It was his twenty second birthday when he was gifted this watch by her girl friend Mayra.
"Thank you so much. I simply love it."
"After all our choices are so similar."
"..and I love you."
He could smell her aroma in his bedroom. Place where they shared some lovely moments, strangely not toget
Remembering the SeasonsUnder a cozy couch, she snuggled down her body wrapped in a warm blanket. Feeling the chilly wind caressing her face entering the room from an open wooden window showing the breathtaking view of the snow covered garden. Simultaneously she pressed the play button on the remote control of the DVD player. A cup of hazelnut flavored coffee held tight between her soft hands; she was watching a romantic movie. The atmosphere outside the house and the drama inside the idiot box resembled in the same frequency as fire reminds you of passion. Relationships were cold and haste between the characters and the streets were freezing and deserted. But in this bitterness, she was enjoying the heat of the summers residing in the ambience around her personal vicinity and the spring touched her heart with the flower motive embroidered on her jacket resting upon her left breast carrying the love organ.
This was the first paragraph that Mr. Teva read in the book titled Falling Leaves. The book e
Burning Sky - Chapter 01Houses that looked all the same, squeezed between each other in a colorless street under a grayish and lifeless sky. This was the street where Harry had moved to with his mum a while ago. They already had organized the furniture inside the small house and now were relaxing. However his mother complained about the depressive neighborhood, Harry saw something interesting in it all. He was used to streets full of life, trees and children playing catch, so this was a huge change. His mum had mentioned how the dead-looking sky above them was still the same so this was something familiar to keep in mind. That was true, the sky really was the same and certainly at the sunset, that was about to start, they’d be able to see the red clouds just like they did in their old house, but for Harry this would still be a different experience because of the whole scenery around them.
He asked his mum if he could take a stroll around and see if he found anything interesting, and as expected, she sai
Burning Sky - Chapter 02In the next morning Harry woke up early, as if by impulse, and ran to his computer to send an email to John. He apologized for not sending the message last night as he said he would and invited the boy to go exploring after lunch. He really had no further plans, he just wanted to meet John and talk to him. His mum wasn’t so certain about it, she didn’t even believe that Harry had found a grocery store. Well, it wasn’t that she couldn’t believe, she just didn’t want to. That “John-boy” could not even be called John! She was so suspicious of everything around Harry since he was so gullible... She just wanted to protect him. He insisted so much, though! He even swore to her that John was a real cool fellow and that they talked about the sky the other day. Of course he didn’t mention John smoked, he wasn’t that dumb. After all the pushing, she let him go meet John. Harry had to agree, though, that she’d go with him to and also che
Vore Narrative Prompt #4 - Relationships in VoreRemember to read the rules first! If you didn't bother, it isn't my fault:
Summary: Write a story about a personal relationship formed or affected by vore of any variety. Preferably the relationship would take place between predator and prey, but could instead be between predator and observer and prey and observer (so long as at least one person is participating in vore and the other is effected by it). The relationship may be platonic, romantic, sexual, family, business, enemies, or any type of relationship you can think of. The story may be of any length, setting and genre as long as the focus is the relationship between two characters, and how it is effected by their participation in vore.
Example: "Even though I knew this angered him, I would keep my friend in my stomach to feel in control of him."
Sealed With My Kiss Chapter 4Sealed With My Kiss
"...Why are you here Rai?" I walk back to my bed sat down at the edge with ym back still facing him.
"I came cause i heard what happened to your Pokemon Arcanine...right?" I bite the bottom of my lip "It's none of your business, now please leave...I want to be alone." I lay sideways put my covers over me to cover my head I didn't want him to see me this way.
"...Allison." It was silent I thought he was gone but I was wrong cause my bed edge went down some so he must of sat down where was laying hiding under my covers "You shouldn't be hidding out like this. I know it's hard losing your friend and partner...think about it, Arcanine wouldn't want you to be this way."
I close my eye's tightly tears slide down my cheek, push my cover's off me surprising Rai tackling him to the floor hugging him while crying on him, it was like this for a while of me crying and him rubbing my back comforting me until my cries went down to hiccup sobs then I stop crying all together.
Burning Sky - Chapter 03- Who’s that, John?
- No one. – He replied with a dry voice - Come here please, Harry – John whispered to Harry, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the back door.
- No, John – Harry stood in place, petrified – I’d like to meet your sister!! – He fled from John and walked over her – Hello, I’m Harry! I’m friends with your brother… You’re very cute, what’s your name?
- The spell has been cast; I was too late – said John dramatically to himself.
- My name is Alexa – She said as her black cat showed up from inside and asked to be carried by her. Alexa picked up the animal and held it in her arms. – Want some orange juice, Harry?
- Sure!! Thank you! – He replied, hearts in his eyes.
- Come in. – Every word she said had no emotion at all, she seemed cold as stone, but for Harry it was as if she was glowing from beauty. John’s
My BeginningGrowing up was never easy for me.
Pain is all I've ever really felt throughout my life.
When I was a kid, my parents abused me and shunned me,
my sister, they loved and adored, whereas, I was cast aside.
I'd try and do great in school and obey my parents.
But, my father would still beat me whenever he felt like it,
my mom would lock me in my room for crying,
even after my father had gotten done beating me,
I spent every night of my childhood crying myself to sleep.
And at school, I'd find myself being bombarded,
with a plethora of horrible names and rhymes,
and during recess, I'd be chased all of the playground, and when I'd lay down from exhaustion, I'd be dragged all over the playground. I was always too tired to fight back after being chased.
And everyday, I'd wish for death, no one ever wanted me around.
I was medicated for how I'd react to the abuse, the names, the pain.
Pills in the morning, pills in the afternoon, pills at night,
I wasn't living, I was being an unwanted te
Spirit maker chapter 90 Because she is my friendSpirit maker chapter 90 Vendor vs edgar furius battle
Notice-Woah that s amazing i managed to write to 90th chapter of spirit maker that is really something haha but even so i dont really want that it pass over 100 want to make it less but oh well never mind so yeah as for the story vendor is finally ready to fight edgar for real this time whu will win only time can tell!
Finally vendor managed to come inside the base and beat all the bandits around him unitil he meet edgar as they started their second battle as vendor said to him that this time he is going to win edgar laughted that how can vendor be shure that he has eny chance againts edgar but that didnt put vendor down because he showed how things where before witch changed now
as vendor showed his new side how he got stronger but edgar didnt really care about it what vendor said but then vendor tells him if he dont belive him that he should see it his strenght in real time afther that edgar heared he had an deal for him and
Melt My Frozen Heart Chapter TwoMelt My Frozen Heart
"Here's your breakfast Granny~" I put the plate of egg's and hash browns "Thank you deary." I smiled sat down across from Granny started eating my breakfast as will, when we finished I put our dishs in the sink cleaning them then helping Granny to the outside deck putting a shawl over her shoulder to keep her warm.
"You shouldn't worry about a old woman like me, deary. Why don't you go out?" I frown "But what about you Granny? I don't mind watching over you." she chuckled "Now, now child go out and make friend's."
Before I could argue even more she ushered me out so I listened to her, I didn't knwo what to do firstly so I walk around going to stand to stand seeing if I wanted to buy something I didn't do my stand today cause it was day off taking care of Granny but...Granny being Granny is being stubborn as always.
I didn't see anything I like so I wonder away from Seireitei which was a huge 'no, no' in my part but I always do this so it's no big deal nothing b
Soul Eater Behind The Scenes~Sisoku was getting ready for the next episode when her weapon partner came into the dressing room suddenly eating a bag of chips.
"Hiya." Sisoku turned to Lunar with a smile on her pale face.
"Hey." Lunar stretched her arms out as her body relaxed. "Are you ready to meet Dr. Stein?" She looked over at her partner in crime.
"Yup totally am~ It says on the script that he has to fight Maka and Soul so i wonder what kind of moves he has up his sleeves." Sisoku sighed as she combed out her short hair, thats when a tall black haired girl came into the room.
"Hey Tsubaki!" Lunar's purple hair swished as she hugged said girl.
"Hello..." Tsubaki smiled slightly as she went over to Sisoku and placed a small kiss on her cheek which made the kishin blush severely.
"Oh my god....they have me on the script to have sex with Soul?!?!" Lunar was looking at the ten page script in horror. "But im with Asura?!?!No...." She was shivering from all the weirdness.
"Tsubaki i hope you dont mind me being with C
My MomMother - a feminine manifestation of love. Love that is name of sacrifice for her when she doesn't eat something so her child (no longer a teen) can enjoy eating it. Love, which shapes up as hope when she wants her son to be best and succeed. Love molds into her pride when her darling walks up to the rostrum and gets an award. Love which turns into aggression so she can fight for his son's survival, fetching for him his well-deserved recognition. Love becomes support and guidance, ever ready to be given whether he wants it or not. Her love can be illustrated as a hug, as a pat on her back, or may it be a compliment or simply, magical and soothing "Love".
My mom – a part of me, she is part of my life – most appropriately – she is my life. She is so very important I live through her breaths. I am her reflection, ambition, hope and faith and she is my mirror. Her love is unconditional, priceless and precious. Thank you my dear God for giving her to me as a blessing of yours.
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