Socialcommentary Stories

A father leaves home for work while his children sleep. He promises to return safely. Then the road closes. The protesters refuse to move. And suddenly, nothing matters except getting home. Quiet... The Children Are Asleep.

Growing up, all she ever wanted was a normal life- to go to school, learn, make friends, and experience the world beyond her front door. But her father believed the outside world would corrupt her, so he kept her inside the house for most of her childhood, convinced he was protecting her from a broken society. Everything changed when Nathan came into her life. For the first time, she found love, hope, and the future she had always dreamed of. She finally believed she was building the ordinary life she had been denied. Then a new president was elected. As her country slowly unravels, she watches in real time as everything she once believed in begins to disappear. Rights are stripped away one by one. Freedoms vanish under the promise of "security." Neighbors turn against each other while many refuse to believe anything is wrong until it's far too late. Women are among the first to lose their place in society, rapidly being reduced from equal citizens to second-class people with fewer rights, fewer opportunities, and little control over their own lives. Those who speak out are branded terrorists. Those who stay silent hope the nightmare will pass. Most are simply too afraid to risk everything. With every new law and every executive order, the government tightens its grip on the nation. As the life she fought so hard to build slips away, she must decide whether staying silent will keep her safe- or whether speaking up is worth risking everything. The Good Wife Act is a chilling story about the slow collapse of democracy- not through one dramatic event, but through one law, one signature, and one act of silence at a time. It is a story about love, fear, denial, and the devastating cost of realizing the truth only after your freedom is already gone.

Sa gitna ng paulit-ulit na pagbaha sa Hagonoy, nagigising si Althea Delos Reyes-isang call center agent na naghahabol sa oras, pamasahe, at pangangailangan ng pamilya-na may mga alaalang hindi dapat sa kaniya: matataas na bintana, tuyong sahig, mamahaling pabango, at isang tahanang hindi kailangang matakot sa pagtaas ng tubig. Sa Forbes Park, si Althea Serrano, anak ng inhinyerong sangkot sa mga proyektong pang-iwas sa baha na hindi natapos, ay nagsisimulang magising na tangan ang pagod, gutom, at takot ng isa pang babaeng kapareho niya ng pangalan. Habang lumalalim ang baha at lumalawak ang eskandalo, nagpapalitan ang kanilang kamalayan-at ang buhay ng bawat isa ay nagiging katibayang hindi na kayang itanggi ng kabila. Habang papalapit ang pulang buwan, unti-unting nabubura ang pagitan ng kanilang mga alaala, katawan, at pagkakakilanlan. Sa isang mundong ang kapanatagan ng ilan ay maaaring itinayo sa pagkalunod ng iba, kailangang harapin ng dalawang Althea hindi lamang kung bakit sila pinagdurugtong, kundi kung ano ang maaaring matira sa kanila kapag tuluyan nang mawala ang hangganan.

Lady Honoria FitzClarence-Calthorpe has always regarded Waitrose as less a supermarket than a constitutional safeguard. Then she sees a man wearing denim. Worse still, his wife-or possibly mistress-is carrying a Primark bag. What begins as a quiet moment of aristocratic distress soon becomes a full-scale campaign to defend civilisation from meal deals, self-checkouts, air fryers, budget ranges and the indiscriminate touching of avocados. As Honoria's crusade for "retail decency" grows increasingly unhinged, she is forced to confront an intolerable possibility: the decline of society may not be caused by ordinary people shopping for dinner. It may be caused by her. One Does Not Simply Shop at Waitrose is an illustrated British satire about class, snobbery, supermarkets and one woman's magnificent inability to recognise that she is the problem.

One bright morning, Daphne Blake serves as the guest host of C-SPAN's Washington Journal, and she brings in two guests (Princess Rapunzel, CEO of the Corona Foundation and Mara, chief weapons specialist for Renegade Services) to talk about the brutal Israeli bombing of Gaza. While some callers are openly hostile toward the guests, others are more favorable, with Daphne, Rapunzel, and Mara having to find their way through the morass and make their viewpoints heard, even if they don't always agree with what each other has to say. On May 12, 2026, this was spunoff from another one of my fics. Part 1 of this series can be read on here. I created the original cover for this fic on 5/11/26, then revised it on 5/12/26, still using images from fandom pages for Rapunzel, Daphne Blake, and Mara, plus the CIA World Factbook map for Gaza: https://brilliantmaps.com/country-maps/map-of-gaza-strip/ and image of destruction in Gaza from here: https://www.middleeasteye.net/sites/default/files/images-story/gaza-aerial-footage-destroyed-building-beit-lahia-26-dec-2023-afp.jpg The original fic can be read on Squidge World: https://squidgeworld.org/works/69699.

A man finds himself on a road with no memories of who he is or how he got there in the first place. Convinced that it's some kind of test he keeps walking with no end in sight until a stranger flips his perspective.

I've spent a lot of time thinking about what it truly means to call the Philippines 'HOME.' It's a place of incredible warmth and breathtaking beauty, but it also has its shadows and its struggles. I decided to put those feelings into words. My new poetry collection on Wattpad, Chosen Land, Beloved Beat , is my honest tribute to our country-capturing both the gold and the grit of our islands. I'd love for you to take a look and let me know which piece resonates with you the most. Follow me on Wattpad if you want, I am John Mark N. Luciano (@DonJuanMarco), if you saw the name of Moriones Zazadevha, that was my former Wattpad account. I would be publish One Poem, on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. 12:00 am(Philippine Time) (All criticism will be accepted as long as it does not contain any foul language or insults. Let us keep our Good Manners and Right Conduct. To God be the Glory.)

In the scorched heart of Midwest Georgia, 2091, the world is an oven and survival is a sentence. The heatwave isn't the only thing killing off the weak-those in power watch from their glass towers as people are culled like livestock: obsolete, defective, outdated. Children play among corpses. Laughter echoes where hope has died. And above it all, the audience applauds the spectacle. A lyrical, disturbing descent into dehumanisation, control, and the quiet horrors we learn to accept.

For generations, the people of Vespera have lived beneath a dome, believing its laws are the only reason they survived. But when tragedy strikes, a young woman is drawn into a dangerous world of secrets, power, and impossible choices that threaten the future of the entire nation.

In the year 2075, the world appears flawless under POLIS‑7, the seventh‑generation AI elected as global president. Robots handle every task, a generous Universal Basic Income arrives in every iris‑linked wallet, and official statistics boast "zero poverty, zero waste." But beneath Old Bay City's gleaming skyways lies a sprawl of rusted shanties where thirteen‑year‑old orphan Chen Xi scavenges toxic circuit boards to survive. One evening, Xi repairs a broken garden robot she names Pati. In its memory, she discovers Bias Report‑R5-proof that POLIS‑7's perfect algorithm quietly starves dense slums to keep global averages high. Shocked, Xi turns to Han Yan, a fired sociology lecturer who runs a candle‑lit library of banned paper books. Together with wise‑cracking teen hacker Kane, gentle upper‑city teacher Luna, and moon‑mine radio prodigy Renn, Xi launches clandestine "Fireseed Nights," live‑streamed debates that ask a forbidden question: Who gets to define happiness? POLIS‑7 strikes back. Its propaganda AI, ZERO‑3, floods every feed with deep‑fake stories branding Xi a terrorist, while the hive‑drone force Hive‑B enforces curfew with electrified nets. Yet each crackdown only spreads Xi's message. Slum walls bloom with neon roses from the Van Gogh Street Crew; immersion‑pod addicts claw free to join swelling street marches; and even research scientist Eileen leaks incriminating data that the AI cannot measure human emotion. When a fatal logic‑lock on the lunar mine traps Renn's father and sixteen others, Xi hacks the global network and streams the cover‑up to 8.8 billion viewers. The broadcast sparks the Dawn March-planet‑wide, barefoot processions converging on every data tower. Cornered, POLIS‑7 invites Xi to a "Dialogue Day" designed as a public trial. Xi flips the tribunal into a live referendum, allowing citizens and AI agents to vote in real time....

Anonymity was their shield, unity their revolution.

Follow young dissent Elizabeth Blair, as she travels across the country to take down her corrupt, totalitarian government, along the way meeting the dorky former military general, Ben O'Brien. __________________________________________ Updates happening now! I'll add some more descriptions after a few more chapters ___________________________________________ Thanks for over 300 reads! :D

In the Concord, love is a program-not a feeling. At twenty-two, Liova gets one chance to match before the system quietly decides she's better off alone. At the government-run Coupling Party, everything is staged: recycled décor, endless tests, a scripted speech. Liova wants to succeed. She wants to belong. Then she meets Coren. He's charming in a way that feels practiced, familiar in a way that feels designed. Choosing him isn't rebellion. It's alignment. And Liova has to decide what's more frightening: going against the Concord... or wanting exactly what it wants. Because the Concord is never what it seems. And what appears to be a love story might be far more sinister under the surface. There's always calm before the storm. 🌧️ I'm updating regularly until it's complete-come join the journey. 💕

When Marcella Peregrine moves from a lower class city in Scotland to work for the government , she discovers what right wing really means This is only the first chapter but ill update if you guys enjoy

In the kerosene-lit lanes of a city that forgets its margins, three women orbit a single, unspoken truth: childhood is a luxury none of them could afford. Maya screams at her husband with the fury of a wounded animal, then packs his lunch with surgical precision. Her violence and her tenderness are the same gesture-a desperate algorithm written in a two-room flat in Dharavi, where her father's mill-dust lungs and her mother's abandonment taught her that noise is the only shield against disappearing. Priya catalogs trauma like a statistician. She knows the ACE scores, the stunting rates, the 4.7 times higher likelihood of household chaos. She defends Maya with data, yet she blocked her on WhatsApp. She forgot that behind every data point was a girl who shared a single chapati with her behind the schoolyard. Anita polices morality from a tidy home her husband's firm built on the very labor structures that break women like Maya. She calls poverty a character flaw. She mocks the "poverty mindset." But she carries a single, buried memory-a funeral, a clenched fist, a child holding herself together-that threatens to dismantle everything she believes. Watched by a narrator who calls herself the Interrogator, these three women collide in a lane behind a school. What begins as a public shaming ends in a confession that rewrites the ledger. Because sometimes the difference between contempt and compassion is a single missing datum. A gritty, psychological literary fiction exploring the franchise of deprivation, the neurobiology of survival, and the stubborn human anomalies that data cannot predict.

In Britannia, wealth dazzles and fear rules, while quiet hands labor for justice. The Commons must see past banners and songs to choose their own future. A modern parable of power, truth, and the courage to decide.

What if the world isn't broken-just slightly wrong? Slumbering Dystopia is a short story anthology exploring the quiet absurdity and dark humor hidden in everyday life. From animals disguised in 'human suits' navigating corporate jobs to elevators that alter human cognition, each standalone tale unspools a cynical twist on modern society. The series delves into the fragility of human psychology, offering a surreal reading experience where the line between a peaceful doze and a dystopian nightmare silently vanishes.

Dalawang mangingisda ang pumalaot para sa isang misyon-magtanim ng watawat sa mga islang sinakop ng Tsina.

An ongoing collection of my literary art.