histórias de Slum

𝙅𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨. 𝙄 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙖𝙝𝙝, 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙚, 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚!

Somewhere there's a reason yes, reasons I should see- why masses cling to cellphones for every human need. Somewhere there's a season where animals once roamed, till acid rain ate forests and loggers crushed their homes.

This ends now Trump!" Don Trump didn't look up from signing an executive order barreling through Social Security cuts. "Or what, Muskrat? You'll "Quit?" Muskrat slammed the paper on the Resolute Desk, his voice trembling with rage. "Your tariffs cost me $30 billion. But you? You're costing "America" its future." He leaned closer, the glow of the desk lamp carving shadows under his eyes.

Slumy plné hladových dětí, česká armáda, kristallnacht spousta střelby. To vše naleznete v této jedinečné povídce z dob kdy mi bylo asi patnáct let.

It went around our planet for as long as I could remember. I thought it was the moon, but I was wrong, we were all wrong.

The Dogman whipped its head toward him, teeth bared, and let out a bloodcurdling roar that shook the trees. Then it charged. Jacob didn't hesitate. He fired again-this time at the head. The bullet punched through its skull, and the beast collapsed mid-stride, skidding to a lifeless stop just feet away. The forest went silent again.

"We need to call for backup," said one officer, frantically searching for his radio. "No! Damn it!" We can't risk exposing ourselves!" We were supposed to steal all the cash and drugs, replied another officer. Tightly, still holding onto his police walkie-talkie and staring intently at the others.

Keith said, "My name ain't Jack, Missy!" And what about your $3000 butt injections? "Sarah, I'm still paying for that big booty." Hey, nobody can touch that booty until it's paid off!"

Not from the marshlands, but, from Shipki's pass erupted Viraj's army-not the thousand we'd expected, but ten thousand, their armor glinting like scales. King Kabir roared, "Treachery!" Mayhem erupted. Arrows rained. I lunged for the stairs, but Kabir seized my neck. "You-"

This poem imagines meeting Jesus and explores the real, possible reaction one might have. It wonders if tears of joy would cascade down the face or if one would stand frozen in disbelief. The encounter with Jesus is portrayed as having a profound impact, and the poem suggests that meeting him would elicit overwhelming emotions.

Charlotte was against it. Abigail was furious. "You'll get yourself killed, Hemingway" Abigail snapped, her hand trembling slightly as she packed a pistol into my coat. "I'm already dead," I said. "I just haven't been buried!"

The officers realized that Kurt and Lena were East German spies who had come to sabotage or kidnap Eric, Hans, Heidi, and Helga. Quickly, the officers yelled for them drop their weapons. Aiming their guns at Kurt and Lena, they ordered them to release the couples unharmed.

I had worked so long to survive. I lasted so long on my own. The Slums are dangerous, but i survived. But he changed everything. The boy with the red eyes. He changed everything. I wish i could hate him, but i dont

Tales that defy reality, make you question your sanity. And perhaps scream for Deliverance! Prepare yourselves...

On a frigid January night, U.S. operatives-dressed as Canadian soldiers-detonate explosives in New York's Grand Central Terminal. Viral footage shows a "Canadian" flag planted in the rubble. Don Trump addresses the nation: "These terrorists wear maple leaves, but their hearts bleed tyranny." While Elon Muskrat snickers in the background... False Flag Operation:

Living in the slums and fearing for their lives, Heum has to fight to save his brother and father. The year is 2061, after civil wars and nuclear missile attacks, the Jeju island province was created to test and experiment to make the perfect human being. Many people believe that this is how all life is on the island, thinking this is normal. But, how would they handle it if Heum reveals the truth?

Will Keyla resist her fate? Or she will just accept and make the most out of it?

The four friends gazed up at the shining disc-shaped object with flashing lights, their hearts pounding with both excitement and fear. As it silently flew overhead, they knew that they were witnessing something beyond their wildest imaginations.

They committed a crime, a crime of dwelling in the slum but in the slum, they lived comfortably so they weren't ready to leave even in the years to come. Many didn't believe that the slum which swam in an ocean of abject poverty, infrastructural decay and filth would be a better place again because a lot of things which seemed impossible had to be done. This is a story of how few of Lagos most populated slum city, Ajegunle, wanted to prove that 'living in a slum defines not who you are' but on the long run, it seemed difficult. How would they succeed especially when AJ city had produced a lot of criminals? Cover by me😪