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The Box in the Attic
hamed hamed Jan 23, 2025

The attic smelled of mothballs and old paper, a dense, musty reminder of lives long lived. Mina had been up here a hundred times before, but tonight felt different. The …

The Secret
hamed hamed Feb 07, 2024

She had always been drawn to his eyes, those deep pools of amber that seemed to hold a thousand mysteries. She felt a connection with him, a bond that transcended …

Ashes of Home
hamed hamed Jan 12, 2025

Lucy Sheriff stood in the doorway of her apartment, the faint hum of the evening air carrying with it the scent of smoke, thick and acrid. She was eight months …

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 …

One Thousand Demons
hamed hamed Jan 19, 2025

In the dusty glow of the weaving room, Mina ran her fingers over the half-finished carpet. The air smelled of wool and dye, a familiar comfort in her family’s workshop. …

You are the sun that brightens my day
hamed hamed Feb 08, 2024

You are the sun that brightens my day The moon that guides my night The star that twinkles in my sky The light that fills my life You are the …

Threads of Solidarity
hamed hamed Jan 21, 2025

Amara first noticed Kian when he retweeted her post about the winter coat drive. "We could use more boots and blankets," he’d added, along with a photo of his tiny …

Crossing Borders
hamed hamed Jan 10, 2025

The air smelled of wet earth and desperation. Layla adjusted the straps of her backpack, her fingers numb in the icy night. Ahead, the faint glow of a distant village …

The road to success and the road to financial independence
hamed hamed Jan 23, 2024

He had always dreamed of becoming a writer, but he knew it was a risky career choice. He needed money to pay his bills, to support his family, to live …

Wired Mind
hamed hamed Jan 15, 2025

The procedure took six hours. When Ethan woke, his skull ached like a struck gong. The doctor smiled, holding a sleek tablet. “How do you feel?” He didn’t answer. Instead, …