His tiny legs kicked as hard as they could but still he struggled to get a proper lift off. He was
familiar with the substances’ thickness but only sank down further.
What the hell is this? If only he had paid attention in the safety classes he would’ve been able to tell
what was holding him down.
Alas, the effort of kicking pushed him a little towards the edge and he could feel that safety was
within his reach.
And then the words he dreaded the most, spoken out of those ruthless lips...
WAITER! There’s a fly in my soup!
“Relax. Everything will be fine.” Miriam said. It was the eve of her Career-Choice Submission. Fashion Designing
was her passion, but in the glut of the adult’s counsel, she decided on Engineering.
She sat up feeling apprehensive.
Security or the ecstasies of seeing your imagination come alive?
‘Believe.’ said her heart and, like an atheist in revelation with God, suddenly, she knew.
*****
Twenty years later, Miriam sat looking at the sun emerging from the horizon.
“If you believe, see light within yourself, nothing can keep you in the dark.” she thought, smiled and sketched the
showstopper for the upcoming show.
You buy me from a store, and shove me in your pouch. You never really care. Why did you separate me from the
crowd? These instruments in your pouch have no shame at all. They have no clothes on, or maybe you must have
lost them all. I was dearly loved, but nobody cares about me now. I don’t have any new friends, life is a misery now.
But I still have faith that you’ll keep me well. Please take care of me as I was born in May. That’s all I want to say,
your silver Parker pen.
The pangs first came when she was sleeping. Her eyes flew open as a loud gurgling noise filled the air. Shooting out of bed, she ran straight to the kitchen, wrenching open the fridge.
She stared in dismay at the row of empty shelves inside, and within a heartbeat of a second, raced out the front door. Stitches bloomed up her side along with a rainbow of spasms as she ran.
Upon reaching the supermarket, she sprinted inside and grabbed a handful of chocolate bars stuffing them into her mouth.
When hunger comes, it strikes hard.
This is an account of a young boy who never was able to pursue his dream.His name was
Alexander.Challenged with low self-esteem, he fought hard toward achieving his dream yet failed.
Discriminated from entering institutions of a certain caliber due to society deeming him inferior,
Alexander held his head up high and fought with all his might to gain a place in a society that is filled
with more constrictions than acceptances, yet still failed.
Alexander is no longer with us. He took his own life leaving nothing but a note behind saying “Life isn’t worth this effort”
Within the gigantic boundaries of our solar system, lies a shining sphere. It may be seen but never
reached, it may be admired but never conquered and it may be studied but its secrets never
revealed. It glitters claiming beauty, it puzzles claiming mystery and it protects claiming wealth. It
took centuries to find it, would take light years to travel to it but just seconds to marvel it. Filled with
the desire of every man and woman, a sparkling stone that man could kill for, the planet’s surface is
covered with diamonds thus earning its name “The Diamond Planet”
A morning in the 21st century, a teenager is standing in front of the mirror. She has beautiful hair,
a cute face and an athletic body.
The boys want to be with her and the girls want to look like her. But she can only see an ugly fat
girl in the mirror. 100 days later, she is standing in front of the mirror.
She is pale, sick, 20 kg lighter and skinny. Although, she still sees a fat girl. Her mum says: “It
doesn’t matter what you look like, it’s impossible to be satisfied if you don’t accept yourself.”
The Darkest hour of the Night is before Sunrise It was summer. Young man was walking in the yard and thinking
about himself.
He was disappointed. He thought about the days which he had spent without happiness because he didn’t reach
his goal.
He spoke to God and asked God to end his life. He stopped and looked at the ants that climbed the pillar and
carried a piece of biscuit. He came back home.
A day after that, he was walking in the yard again and saw the ants
trying to carry that same biscuit again. He got his lesson from the ants and thanked God for it.
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