Fiction
The road he walked alone
He was just a boy when he first dreamed of something better. In a quiet town with dusty roads and flickering streetlights, Ayan walked home every evening in silence. The streets were full of life, yet somehow he always felt alone. People passed him with rushed footsteps, talking into their phones, thinking about tomorrow. But Ayan — he thought only of today. Of the weight he carried inside that no one else could see.
By Muhammad Abbas 8 months ago in Art
Lost within a choice
Rain tapped gently against the cracked windowpane, tracing erratic patterns like the thoughts spiraling in Mira’s mind. The old coffee mug in her hands had long gone cold, but she held it anyway—something to ground her as the hours bled into one another.
By wilson wong8 months ago in Art
The Clockmaker’s Secret
I was never meant to find that room. In fact, it wasn’t even listed on the map of the old coastal town of Ainsley. Just cobblestone streets, crooked chimney shops, and a lighthouse that hadn't worked in years. Ainsley felt forgotten — as though time itself had paused, unsure whether to continue or reverse.
By Muhammad Saleem8 months ago in Art
I Saw My Younger Self in the Mirror today.
I saw my younger self in the mirror today. By:Mr Jimmy Not in the usual way—no ghost or time travel trick—but like a sudden ripple in the glass, a crack in the reflection that pulled me beneath the surface. I looked into my own eyes and found the eyes of a girl I once was, staring back, curious and unguarded.
By Syed ibrahim8 months ago in Art
The Elephant and the Donkey's Big Mix-Up. AI-Generated.
In a lush forest, Eddie the Elephant and Danny the Donkey decided to go for a stroll. Eddie strutted with his trunk held high, while Danny brayed cheerfully. Suddenly, they spotted a sign that read: "Best Voice in the Forest Contest!"
By Omar Mohammed 8 months ago in Art
The Sparrow and the Bear. AI-Generated.
In a lush forest, a tiny sparrow sang every morning atop a tall tree. One day, it heard a groan from below. Looking down, the sparrow saw a bear trapped in a hunter’s snare. Cautiously, the sparrow flew closer and chirped, “Don’t worry, I’ll help you!”
By Omar Mohammed 8 months ago in Art
The Silence in Apartment 6B
It sat at the end of the hallway in the old Briarwood Complex, behind a chipped green door that hadn’t opened in years. The light above it flickered constantly, humming like a dying bee. People passed it quickly. Even the building super, Mr. Hartley, who had worked there for over two decades, claimed the apartment was just “storage space.”
By Muhammad Ahmar 8 months ago in Art
The Smurf's Lost Melody. AI-Generated.
**Title: The Smurf's Lost Melody** In the heart of Smurf Village, Papa Smurf discovered an ancient flute hidden in a dusty chest. Its notes could make flowers bloom instantly. Excited, he entrusted Harmony Smurf to play it at the Spring Festival. But Harmony, eager to practice, wandered into the forest and dropped the flute near Gargamel’s lair.
By Omar Mohammed 8 months ago in Art
The Tomato's Big Adventure. AI-Generated.
Once, in a sunny garden, a plump red tomato named Timmy dreamed of seeing the world beyond his vine. One day, a gust of wind shook him free, and he rolled out of the garden, tumbling into a bustling farmer's market. Wide-eyed, Timmy bounced between baskets, dodging shoppers’ feet and curious squirrels. A kind chef picked him up, mistaking him for a market tomato, and whisked him to a cozy kitchen. There, Timmy became the star of a delicious sauce, bringing joy to a family’s dinner. Though his journey was short, Timmy’s dream came true—he saw the world and made a difference, one tasty dish at a time.
By Omar Mohammed 8 months ago in Art
The Colors of Yesterday. AI-Generated.
Chapter 1: A Stroke of Legacy Eloise had inherited the store from her father, Thomas Harding, a quiet man who believed every soul was born with colors inside them, waiting to spill onto paper, canvas, or clay. He opened the shop in 1965 with nothing but a small loan and a larger dream: to make art supplies affordable for all, and to create a haven for local artists to gather, inspire, and create.
By zulqarnain8 months ago in Art
