Read, Write & Publish Short Stories
Published by Anjana in category Poetry with tag Dreams | fear | God | pain
If every thing was already written, why you are giving unnecessary hopes for all, and crush it without mercy?, Are we all a time pass to you?, Or is it the way you punish
Published by Shatataara in category Childhood and Kids with tag Friends | Mother | tree
The plant will be always with you as your friend. He will grow up here, besides you. This friend will not only provide you with shade but will give you fruits.
Published by tripti21 in category Childhood and Kids with tag son
He looked at me with a smile and then glanced at both cashew and orange for a moment, and replied suddenly with a radiant look , “I want orange, dad”.
Now as we’re coming to the end, No need to pretend, The power you have over me, Is more than you can see, Hope is all I need, But there has to be something more
Published by Durga Prasad in category Social and Moral with tag captain | cricket | Indian woman
Read article on Mithali Raj, captain of the Indian Cricket Team who reached to the ICCW World Cup Final Match in 2017 at the Lords ground of London.
Published by AMITAV GANGULY in category Paranormal Experience | Suspense and Thriller with tag accident | boy | Friends | nightmare | small girl | spirit
I narrowed my eyes and then remembered in a flash. My God, it was the same dog which had died in the car accident… how could it be here? My heart sank fearing the worst…
Published by Charu Jindal in category Love and Romance with tag anniversary | flowers | Love | rose | wife
It was time to meet her. And there she was, he smiled looking at her. He shyly knelt down in front of her and took out the flowers “Happy anniversary love.”
Published by mmoran16 in category Love and Romance with tag breakup | loss | Love | relation
We got back to the house. She hugged me then took me inside of her home. She put me in her room while she talked to her parents, later returning back to the room in which she had left me.
Published by Iceflare in category Family with tag children | family | grandma | grandpa | regret
She carved an equation on her notepad, one mark led to another, like drawing The Starry Night. Her hands were bony, but they were as firm and precise as the hands of Michelangelo.
Published by Dwarakesh Murali in category Social and Moral with tag Life | marriage | world
My life has always had two paths. Acceptance or defeat. Each has its own aftermath. I chose acceptance and gratitude and I know I could never be happier.
