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Cracks Of Gold "Sometimes the deepest cracks aren't the ones you can see." Jasmine has learned that silence is safer than questions. At her new school, she keeps everyone at arm's length, hiding behind quiet smiles and empty answers. But every night, someone keeps finding his way back to her dreams-a boy she can't let go of, a face she remembers but can never truly reach. Then reality begins to crack. A hidden truth shatters everything she believed about her family. Strange dreams start feeling less like dreams. Memories refuse to stay buried. And the closer Jasmine gets to the truth, the more she begins to wonder if her past has been lying to her all along. Because some promises survive time. Some secrets are worth killing for. And some names... Are forgotten for a reason. As the line between memory and reality slowly begins to blur, Jasmine must uncover the truth before it consumes everything she has left. But the most terrifying question isn't what she's forgotten. It's why she forgot in the first place.

Maria came to New York hoping to leave her old life behind. Then one ordinary night, her best friend disappeared. Grief leaves Maria searching for answers, while a song she never meant anyone to hear suddenly puts her in the spotlight. But as her life begins to change, the same impossible dream keeps returning: darkness, a mysterious voice... and a pair of blue eyes calling her name. Maria thinks they're only dreams. Until the line between dreams and reality begins to disappear. Some voices are heard. Others are hunted

There is a kind of laughter that hides things well. If you had passed them on the street - two girls stealing biriyani off each other's plates, arguing over a car, dancing badly at midnight - you would have seen only joy. You would never have guessed they were carrying something. A name unspoken. A promise kept so quietly it had become a kind of silence living inside them. Some people leave, and the space they leave behind never quite closes. This is a story about that space - and about the strange, stubborn family that grew up around it. A bartender who once carried two strangers home and never really left. A hotel owner who learned, without being told, to only ever set two plates. A doctor who came looking for answers and found something closer to belonging. A mother who stopped speaking her son's name, and then, one day, couldn't stop wanting to. And somewhere at the centre of it all - a boy who loved too easily, disappeared too completely, and came back too late. This is not a story about losing people. It's about the ones who stay anyway.

He was my first friend. The boy who made my childhood beautiful. Then one day, he disappeared without a goodbye. Years later, fate brought us face to face again. I remembered everything. He remembered nothing. Maybe some friendships are not meant to last forever... but some are impossible to forget. ❤️

Seven years ago, she was Seonghyeon's best friend. Then she disappeared from his life. Now she's back, living right next door, and somehow they've already found each other again through anonymous late-night messages and online games. The problem? She knows Seonghyeon. She knows her online friend, Sean. She just doesn't know they're the same person. And as old memories return and new feelings begin to bloom, Seonghyeon is left with one question: How long can a secret stay hidden before it changes everything?

Sam doesn't trust easily. She never did. But when Dr. Jane quietly sat beside her and solved a puzzle without saying a word... Something shifted. What Sam didn't know was that her doctor and her older sister Ice had a story long before she was ever part of it. A story neither of them finished. A story neither of them understood. Maybe Sam was always meant to be their ending. Maybe fate had different plan. Instead of the broken friendship bond...... a new start of something warm.

Some people enter our lives as friends and, without us even realising it, become a piece of our heart. We share our laughter, our secrets, our ordinary days, and somehow begin to believe they will always be there. We never imagine that one day, those same familiar souls could become strangers. This is a story about friendship, attachment, memories, and the quiet kind of heartbreak that comes without a goodbye but stays with you long after the people are gone.

Everything I couldn't say to all those I've lost.

She was the first person I chose. And for a while, I thought I was hers too. It started with a simple question- "Can I sit beside you?" One seat became a friendship. A friendship became a world of its own. And somewhere between growing up, changing, and meeting new people, that world began to fall apart. This isn't a story about two people who hated each other. It's about two girls who once meant everything to each other... and slowly became strangers. About memories that still feel like home. About being replaced without knowing what you did wrong. And about learning that sometimes, loving someone doesn't mean you have to keep them in your life. Because how do you say goodbye to someone who was once your home?

Just a bunch of poems about my life, and other things.i know they suck so please don't judge or post negative comments. I sometimes write how I feel into poems as it can be easier to explain, not many people will understand some of these poems. If you do understand them please remeber that there are people out there that can help if your having a tough time.

This story is about a man that lives with some of his closest friends from school. They live together in the same apartment until a fire is mysteriously started one day while he is at work, he came home to the apartment in a burnt ruin and none of his friends are in sight then he sees four bodies covered under four white sheets. Out of fear and curiosity, the man lifts up each sheet to find that all four of his friends passed away from the fire. Sad and alone, the man must now go through a tough ride when he sees his friends walking with him and talking to him. But he was just talking to himself.

Short story of meeting of two old friends

Buying milk turns into Sherlock being thrown in a cell and on trial for the murder of a middle aged shop keeper. Sherlock has no choice but to wait on his father and older brother to hopefully find a way to prove his innocence. Then, just two days into his time in jail, a boy comes to visit him and informs him he has a way to reveal who the real murderer is. "You Owe Me, Sherlock Holmes." ///This story is a collaboration with @defyingantigravity ///

Next day after samuel's 5th birthday, his friend Yasvielle had to leave the city. After fourteen years they meet again in the high school and the most interesting part is that they are seat mates. But Yasvielle seemed to not remember him. What's the reason for this? Did she forgot about him? Or is there some reason for doing this?

a story written in chats. a pair of souls that met on Instagram a love that blooms on replies and messages But what if the replies came late. The messages were unseen anot not replied. One broken soul who want to heal but broke the other soul who wanted to heal it. One is lost in its own grief while other is trying to pull him out of it without knowing it might also pull her in it. "I am broken asha! My edge will leave scars on your soul that no one will ever heal" "Then I also want to test that edge. Let's see mr.deuri who is more stronger? Your grief or my love" The confidence was clear. "Then don't blame if it left you broken too. If the wounds get too deep to heal" "I will make your life bloom again me.deuri. just trust the process" No one knows what the future holds for them. One has full trust on it's love while other is still living in self doubt. Will their love blooms or will it also ends like every other story??

"I just realised something." I say, breaking the long silence from the journey. "I'm not gonna be too sad if we don't end up finding her." I speak looking straight ahead as I drive down the road, a million thoughts running through my head. I continue, "Maybe cause to travel is better than to arrive. It's actually what has happened along the way that counts; the tears, the falls and the friendship. It's about the journey and not the destination. And I know she'd think the same. So, I guess, we just gotta trust that the future is gonna work itself out like it's supposed to." I finish off and the other two don't say anything. I glance towards them to see them watch me with apprehension. We all fall silent once again as the trees pass by us, unable to stop thinking about that one silly, reckless knobhead. Friendships are nice that way, just a bit complicated

A story of how I felt about a friend of four years leaving without closure.

Two best friends long way apart she finds a new best friend

Thoughts and unspoken feelings