Witnesses Stories

The young high school girl living an ordinary. life suddenly become the witness of a murder, what fears her that the things becomes darker and darker

He's been called the Devil for 1000 years. He carries every lie, every hurt, every "I don't care" so you don't have to. I met him in a room with no doors. He wasn't scary. He was crying. So I asked the one question no one ever asked him: "Why are you crying?" This is the story of what happened after. Of the mark on my wrist. Of the rule: Ask. Listen. Let go. Of learning that saving someone isn't fixing them. It's sitting in the dark until it's less dark. Even villains get lonely. Even darkness needs someone who won't run. Even you deserve to be asked. A complete short story about grief, compassion, and the night the devil cried.

Years after leaving Philippine Science High School Main Campus, Sheena Marie Ballesteros returns for an alumni gathering expecting the usual reunion rituals: old jokes, career updates, group photos, and the strange experience of seeing former classmates as adults. Then Christopher Laurence Marquez walks in. Everyone remembers Christopher as the quiet one: brilliant, careful, composed, and difficult to read. He was the kind of batchmate people respected from a distance, someone who always seemed certain of where he was going even when the rest of them were still figuring themselves out. Years later, Christopher is still unmistakably himself, with the same precision, quietness, and habit of listening before he speaks. Yet as the afternoon goes on, Sheena begins to notice small differences she cannot quite name, enough to make the version of Christopher in her memory feel incomplete. Between familiar teasing, old stories, and conversations shaped by the years they spent apart, Sheena and their batchmates begin to reconsider what they thought they knew about one another. What starts as an ordinary school reunion becomes a quiet look at memory, adulthood, and the gap between the people we remember and the people they become when life continues beyond our view. [A post-Constellations Underfoot novella]

Atypical for the author, the novel draws its roots from myth and story. The inquisitors were a tool of torture for the Church, and the witches, as long as they did not appear in a fairy tale as negative characters, were burned at the stake. Were they casting evil spells or were they just women in love? But this is not a historical novel, it does not try to reproduce with some degree of fidelity a moment from the past. It's about an Inquisitor concerned with the mystery that hides behind femininity and seeks by any means to find out the secret from a Witch. A novel loaded with metaphors and hidden meanings, almost poetic due to the style used, very atmospheric. But how else not to kill the mysteries than by making them unfold in metaphors?

A bunch of stand-alone short stories about Jehovah's Witnesses in different scenarios.

Hello, fellow brothers& sisters around the globe. As for the audience please respect this collection of poems. I made these during phases of my life :) Enjoy, vote & comment ;D JW.org

Natalie awakes in the night to find a man in her room that she thought was gone for good. he tells her his story, and we slowly piece together the reason this young redhead is so paranoid and lonely. more parts to this story coming soon!

Human beings

Our dancing princess explains the truth of what really happened that fateful night at the Ball.

How could one single event alter the course of my life so exponentially? Friends? None. Family? Nonexistent. School? New. Feelings? Not important. The witness protection agency has vowed to protect me from the consequences of the Night, but my enemies are relentless. They will stop at nothing to silence me. The Boys of Boulder have vowed to unravel my secrets. They will stop at nothing to protect me.

When purity is adulterated, the innocent suffer. The hill land was supposed to be a sacred place but one wrong king messed it up. Of course the mess needs cleaning but who will and at what cost? The land must fulfil its original purpose, light must conquer darkness and goodness must triumph evil.

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One day there was a girl named Bella she got granted from being mean to a girl named Riki and Bella got sented to her room for 2 days by herself and in that 2 days she got really board so she snack out of her room and hid in the busses but when she went to sit down there was a game called Juanmi

Nikki comes to watch Jack fight and gets more than she bargained for.

What if you witness a murder? What does it feel like to witness one? Would you be too shocked to react or be brave and take action? Have you ever imagined what will happen if the killer notices you there? So many questions but only one solution~ Read the book and find out the answer to all your queries. A short mystery-thriller story which will fill you with ecstasy and excitement! Read this short story to find out what happens when a fifteen year old, Madison witnesses a murder. Achievements~ 🥇First place in Short Story genre, The Clovers Award: part 1 🥇First place in Short Story genre, Oscar Awards 🥈Second place in Best Title genre, The Clovers Award: part 1 🥈Second place in Short Story genre, The Flower Awards 2021 🥈Second place in Short Story genre, Ibby Awards 2021 🥉Third place in Short Story genre, The Mistic Awards 🥉Third place in Short Story genre, The Coalition Awards 2021 🥉Third place in Short Story genre, The Bloodstone Awards 2021 🥉Third place in Best Plot Twist Category, The Special Chill Awards 2021 🏆 Honorable Mention in Short Story genre, The Souhait Awards 🏆 Honorable Mention in Zebra Award from the Elephant Awards