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The Rose of Princess Soha
The Rose of Princess Soha BY:Khan Long ago, in the ancient land of Yemen, there ruled a kind and just king. His heart overflowed with compassion, and his people loved him dearly. He was known not only for his wisdom but also for the fairness with which he treated everyone—from the noblemen in his court to the poorest farmer in his kingdom.
By Khan 4 months ago in Families
The Last Phone Call. AI-Generated.
The rain hadn’t stopped for three days. Each drop hit the window like tiny knocks from the past — soft but unending. Alina sat on the edge of her bed, staring at her phone. The screen showed the last message from her mother:
By Ghanni malik4 months ago in Families
Good Parenting: Linking School with Reality
Do you involve your kids in mundane tasks, like grocery shopping? Here is how I made a simply grocery shop into a fun math lesson.
By Elizabeth Woods4 months ago in Families
When Tears Speak Louder Than Words. AI-Generated.
The night was quiet, but his heart was not. He sat by the window, watching the rain fall softly against the glass. Each drop seemed to echo like a heartbeat,
By Zahid ali4 months ago in Families
The Party Planner’s Heart
I was planning a 100th birthday party for Daddy. Not a casual affair. This was a legacy event—streamers, spreadsheets, and my best attempt to keep the warring factions of the family present but separated. It would’ve been easier to broker peace in the Middle East.
By Lizz Chambers4 months ago in Families
Meet Ret. SSgt. Arpy Sojourner, USMC
Meet Arpy Age comes for all of us and this big boy is no exception. After years of faithful service as a Military Working Dog (MWD) stationed in Japan, this seven-year-old gentle giant retired a year ago due to a malady common to German Shepards, hip dysplasia.
By JM Hess | One Sojourner4 months ago in Families
Dreamcatcher-part2: dreams beyond the valley
Two years passed. One morning, the same heavy air pressed down on her small body as she woke up drenched in sweat. Everything was the same: two boiled eggs shared between five mouths, the old fan without a cover, the worn mattress covered in dust, the radio humming from next door, her baby brother crying, and her mother’s tired voice repeating the same worries as always. But that morning, something inside her broke.
By Thanyalak chanathep 4 months ago in Families
The Kind of Love That Feels Safe but Slowly Kills You
The Kind of Love That Feels Safe but Slowly Kills You When Comfort Becomes a Cage: Understanding Emotional Numbness, Stagnant Relationships, and the Slow Fade of Connection
By Unfiltered Guy4 months ago in Families
When Love Starts to Feel Like a Job
When Love Starts to Feel Like a Job There's a moment in every struggling relationship when you realize you're no longer showing up because you want to, but because you feel you have to. The butterflies have been replaced by checklists. The spontaneity has given way to strategy sessions. You're analyzing every word, managing every mood, and walking on eggshells you've memorized by heart. Love has stopped feeling like connection and started feeling like employment—and you can't remember when you clocked in for a shift that never seems to end.
By Unfiltered Guy4 months ago in Families
Why the devil uses fear to keep you out of God's purpose for your life.. Content Warning.
Chapter Title: Fear Tried to Rewrite Me, But God Had the Final Word Fear is the devil’s favorite tool. Not just to scare you—but to shape you. To twist your identity, block your destiny, and keep you from the purpose God placed inside you.
By Ceaser Greer Jr4 months ago in Families
The Day My Dreams Turned to Ashes
I was 15, but I never felt like the other girls my age. While my classmates giggled over crushes and school gossip, I’d outgrown them long before. My body matured early—curves, striking features, and those rare colored eyes that turned heads wherever I went. I stood out, not just among my peers but in a way that drew older girls, 4 or 5 years ahead, into my circle. I compared myself to them, feeling more woman than teenager. The compliments poured in—my beauty was “unmatched,” they said—and with each word, my pride swelled. I saw myself as a captivating woman, ready to charm and love, far removed from the innocence of youth.
By zinat4 months ago in Families
Dreamcatcher. Content Warning.
Part 1: The Little Gir It was a morning like any other—except the air was already 36 degrees before the sun had fully risen. In a small village tucked deep in the countryside of Thailand, a twelve-year-old girl opened her eyes to the familiar weight of heat and noise. Her grandmother’s voice echoed through the small wooden house, scolding someone for being too slow. Her younger sister’s cries blended with the clucking of chickens, the chatter of neighbors, and the laughter of other children preparing for school. It was a normal morning—messy, loud, and full of life.
By Thanyalak chanathep 4 months ago in Families