A day in the life of a brat. I smiled knowing what was coming, like a cord I knew just had to pull. Languished, thirsty, aloft and tempting me

a lot of kind of sad things have happened to me these past couple days so I'm just going to vent about it

A short story telling the fall of the internet or the path we're on...? Take your time. You decide.

Guided by Bones McStraw, a theatrical scarecrow narrator who speaks in rhyme, the children discover they've wandered into the haunted home of Reila (formerly known as Belle) and Victor (the Beast), who have embraced their ghostly afterlife with surprising enthusiasm. The mansion is also home to a cast of eccentric spectral servants: Lumiere, the dramatic teacup master with a flair for musical numbers; Mrs. Cogs, who conducts furniture like an orchestra; and Shade, a modern ghost obsessed with creating the perfect spooky atmosphere.

This little note entails the lovely adventure of progress. and how in the process there seems to be a lot more toppling over included. What toppled over you ask? I did... Twas me who done did it. Tune in to find out what exactly happened!

Finding life hard? It's a daily challenge to find the meaning, purpose, worth to life in a life full of misguidances and pain. This is Not a Guide to Life, but a guide to hope.

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There are lazy summer days when we find it hard to entertain ourselves. Sometimes we feel life can get pretty boring. It's on days like that when the old saying "It's as boring as watching the dust settle" came about. One lazy summer day last year, I decided to see just how boring the settling dust could be. I found quite the opposite! There's a lot going on out there!

Everyone knows there's an explosive potential for disaster when young men are issued a challenge of any kind. To dare a young man to do something he'll likely later regret is a surefire recipe for consequences beyond the realm of imagination. It happened in much the same way the night I was sitting in the neighborhood bar on a snowy winter's night, enjoying a few frosty beverages with a couple of my friends. Our attention was eventually drawn to a poster on the wall behind the bar advertising an upcoming professional wrestling show at a nearby arena. An added opening attraction on the card would feature an exhibition match in which three "brave young men" from the crowd would square off against two pro wrestlers in a ten-minute tag team bout. The three upstarts would receive $500 each if they could last the full ten-minute time limit in the ring.

This was performed for my Poetry Club in school. Very satirical and lighthearted. Exploring the use of rhyme schemes, I wanted readers to imagine flipping through a picture book.

The security guard by Alleywow One of the Dopest security guards in the city of Vallejo home not only knew his job inside out but also stayed fucking with the community of the 707

A Halloween adventure. Michelle used her first opportunity to decorate her new house for the holiday.

Please write a story based on this title! I'd love to see your submissions and creativity! Have fun and enjoy.

The second chapter to my work-in-progress! First draft so nothings official! Would love some advice!!!

I feel that working at a minimum wage job/only making enough for bills, is the government's way of fucking with us indirectly.

Two broke college students living paycheck to paycheck see if they can overcome their financial problems to survive in the big city

At 40, life takes a new direction. On an ordinary morning, I looked in the mirror and thought, "I'm 40 years old!" The feeling was of a sudden change and, at the same time, everything made sense. I realized that life is not about doing, but about being. Societal pressures for a perfect body, a dream career, and an impeccable life are just fantasies. True happiness lies in what we expect from ourselves. I learned to accept my imperfections and to value simple moments. Transformation begins with acceptance, living in the present, and taking care of physical and mental health. At 40, true freedom is living according to what makes us feel good. By letting go of comparisons and external pressures, we can finally be who we really are, celebrate small victories, and embrace life with gratitude. At 40, life truly begins, offering an incredible opportunity to reinvent oneself and turn what seemed like the end into a new beginning.

At 40, life takes a new direction. One morning, I looked in the mirror and thought, "I'm 40 years old!" It felt like something had suddenly changed, yet everything made sense. I realized that life isn't about doing, but about being. Societal pressures for perfection are just fantasies. True happiness lies in what we expect from ourselves. I learned to accept my imperfections and to savor the simple moments. The transformation at 40 begins with acceptance, living in the present, taking care of health, and practicing gratitude. True freedom is living according to what makes us feel good.

At 40, life takes a new direction. One morning, I looked in the mirror and thought, "I'm 40 years old!" It felt like something had suddenly changed, yet everything made sense. I realized that life isn't about doing, but about being. Societal pressures for perfection are just fantasies. True happiness lies in what we expect from ourselves. I learned to accept my imperfections and to savor the simple moments. The transformation at 40 begins with acceptance, living in the present, taking care of health, and practicing gratitude. True freedom is living according to what makes us feel good.

At 40, life takes a new direction. I was there, on that ordinary morning, looking in the mirror and thinking: "I'm 40 years old!" It was as if something had suddenly changed, and, at the same time, everything made sense. Before that, I was that woman who tried to juggle everything—work, family, friends, commitments. I thought the number of things I did defined my worth. But at that moment, I realized that life was not about doing but about being. Sometimes we chase after a perfect image that society imposes on us—the perfect body, the dream career, the impeccable family life. However, at 40, I realized that these pressures were just fantasies. True happiness is not in what others expect from us, but in what we expect from ourselves. At 40, I learned that what matters is living according to what makes us feel good, not what society defines as success.