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The Last Terminal
hamed hamed Jan 18, 2025

The basement smelled of mildew and secrecy. Dim candlelight flickered against the concrete walls as the group huddled around a single relic: a dusty, decades-old laptop, its casing cracked but …

The Doll
sara sara Jan 27, 2024

Anna loved dolls. She had a big collection of them in her room. She liked to dress them up, comb their hair, and talk to them. She treated them like …

The Threads of Fate | Chapter 9: The Final Confrontation
dehongi dehongi Jan 25, 2025

The old man’s mind, worn and frail with time, was drawn to another chapter of his life, one filled with unresolved conflict, where pride had overruled the simple but profound …

The Unexpected Guest
rumi rumi Jan 12, 2024

The Guest House This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome …

We Don't Know What is Happening Behind The Curtain
khayam khayam Jan 27, 2024

اسرار ازل را نه تو دانی و نه من وین حرف معما نه تو خوانی و نه من هست از پس پرده گفتگوی من و تو چون پرده برون بر …

Japan vs Iran
hamed hamed Jan 19, 2024

Alice: Hi, Sara. Did you watch the football match yesterday? Sara: Yes, I did. It was hilarious! Alice: Hilarious? How so? Sara: Well, you know how Iran was playing against …

Where did I come from, what was my coming for?
khayam khayam Jan 04, 2024

سالها فکر من این است و همه شب سخنم که چرا غافل از احوال دل خویشتنم از کجا آمده ام آمدنم بهر چه بود به کجا می روم آخر، ننمایی …

He Had No Experience With Girls
hamed hamed Apr 30, 2024

Rohan stood awkwardly in the kitchen, surrounded by the sweet chaos of his new life. Jasmine, his wife, a whirlwind of colorful scarves and laughter, rummaged through the cabinets. Married, …

What Is He Suppose To Do?
hamed hamed Jan 19, 2024

The sun rose over Kabul, painting the sky in soft hues of pink and orange. Mohammad whistled as he carried a loaf of bread for his family, enjoying the fresh …

The Changing Desk
hamed hamed Jan 14, 2025

In the early years, Ellen’s desk had been a small, solid oak fixture by the window. It was a place where she could feel the sun streaming in during the …