Holiday
Bella and Teddy's Unbreakable Bond
Once upon a time, a little girl named Bella lived in the exciting city of Doha, Qatar, with her constant companion, a stuffed Teddy Bear named Teddy. Teddy was no ordinary bear; he had been with Bella since she was a few months old, a precious gift from Auntie Mary! Mary had spent weeks looking for the perfect companion for Bella. Only after observing her unique personality and watching Bella's actions closely was she able to decide that Teddy was the perfect suitor.
By Anthony Chan2 years ago in Fiction
Pockets of Time
"Pockets of Time" In the bustling city of Strathmore, Alex, a dedicated museum curator with a penchant for history, stumbles upon an archaeological marvel during an excavation. Among the artifacts uncovered, an ancient pocket watch catches Alex's attention. Little does Alex know that this seemingly ordinary timepiece holds the key to a remarkable journey through the ages.
By Kiruthika Gopalakrishnan2 years ago in Fiction
Boxing Day
This story has been written in response to L.C. Schäfer's proposal to spend 2024 losing my mind...sorry, I mean, choosing to write a microfiction story every day, making 366 stories for every day of this lovely leap year. You can check her original story out here:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Next Year's Christmas Presents
It was the first weekend after New Years Day celebrations had passed, and as per her tradition, Janette began taking the decorations down to be packed and stored. But it was a little different this year and it was going to very different for her family next year.
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Fiction
Christmas without family
At some point in the far off past, in an unpretentious local area stacked up with shining lights and the smell of recently pre-arranged treats, there continued with a young woman named Lily. Christmas was her main season, when she would gather with her family to celebrate, exchange presents, and make regarded memories. In any case, this year was remarkable. Lily wound up standing up to the chance of use Christmas without her family strangely.
By Kayla walker2 years ago in Fiction
Mother and Christmas
At some point in the far off past, in a modest local area got comfortable the covered mountains, continued with a young woman named Emily. It had been various years since Emily had noticed Christmas with her mother, as she had moved away to seek after her dreams in the clamoring city. Nevertheless, this year, something felt exceptional. Emily longed for the reassuring embrace of her mother and the sparkle of their family customs.
By Kayla walker2 years ago in Fiction
Spira, the Tiniest Tree
Once upon a time, in a cozy little tree farm, nestled there among the giants, was a small spruce named Spira. “Spira,” pronounced like "speer-ah," means a little sprout, just beginning to grow. She was the smallest tree on the farm, with branches soft and fine, and needles that shimmered like dewdrops in the morning sunshine. The air around her was crisp and fresh, filled with the earthy scent of pine and soil, a peaceful haven under the wide blue sky.
By Xine Segalas2 years ago in Fiction





