Deceased Stories

I don't know where to begin this story except to say... I dreamed of him. Not as often anymore. But in ways that changed me. My brother, Muhaimin, we called him Amin, passed away when he was just 20. It's been years now, but there are still days where the memory of his final breath clings to the air like humidity. And the strangest thing is... long before he died, he came to me. In dreams. - This story is based on true events. My late brother, lost to his battle with Stage 4 T-cell lymphoma in 2019. May Allah s.w.t. grants you the highest place in Jannah, my little brother. Copyright © 2026 by Nadia Zainaudin. All rights reserved.

"There is blood stained on her white lace dress, Painter." This will not be a story about romance, for I have met too few people who have truly fallen in love. This will, however, be a story about heartbreak, for everyone knows heartbreak, no matter how sheltered. It's a rather tragic beginning. A deceased mother's blood-stained wedding dress in the attic of an abandoned home will send our heroine on a whirlwind of paranormal adventures, until a painting is all she has left. {Paranormal/Mystery/Adventure} © 2013 by Jayliana M. Ellings

Just a book in honor of the departed...

This is just one of those things I wrote while thinking about my mom, I miss her so much. I stay up late crying and just writing how I feel. I thought it would help me if I shared how I felt. So here is some of the many things I've written.

Just another poem I decided to write.

A group of friends gather for a wake at the home of the deceased man. Those closest to him hope the dead man's valet will have news of a windfall for them. Their hopes dim when an ex-wife, who appears to have a special rapport with the valet, arrives with her son.

Anthony Benjamin, a young Black American was accused of murdering David Clark. He claimed that an unknown caller declared his wife was having an illicit affair with the victim, painting him as the jealous husband and with enough motive for murder. Who was the informant? Did Anthony actually kill David in a crime of passion? Is he guilty? Slide in to find out. Don't forget to give me a feedback on the comment box. Feel free to state your thoughts or ways of improvement. #love #read #vote #comment.

To My Husband of the Dirt, You are no more. You once were flesh and unripped skin. Your eyes- do they shine in the grave like they did staring at mine long ago? On the patio that one summers night, oh, how they did glow... I miss you. Please write back. Evergreen and loving, your Wife. (TMHOTD is a collection of letters written by a grieving wife to her deceased husband, Layne, and a collection of stories about the time they spent together before his tragic end.)

A story of all my held back grievance, all my sobs that were bottled up..

Remembered your smile and laughed at the memories...

yeah it's literally them

Eleanor Magoski was a courageous, beautiful woman loved by everyone she knew who passed away fighting the largest battle of her life.

this isn't a horse girl story I just copy and pasted the endless horse thing you can search it if you want on whatever browser you have