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Who Owns His Time
dehongi dehongi Jan 11, 2024

In the heart of a bustling metropolis, amidst the towering skyscrapers and ceaseless hum of urban life, resided a man named Ethan, who had discovered the profound truth that those …

Wall Street Exodus
hamed hamed Jan 18, 2025

The email hit Andrew’s inbox at 9:03 AM, marked URGENT: “Effective immediately, GreenWave Investments will halt all ESG initiatives to refocus on core profitability.” He stared at the words, numb. …

Zaka dairy producer
zaka zaka Dec 31, 2023

Maya loved visiting her grandparents' farm in Dehong village. She loved the fresh air, the green fields, and the friendly cows. She loved helping her grandfather with the milking and …

Two Tables
hamed hamed Jan 14, 2025

Sarah gripped her coffee mug, its warmth failing to steady her trembling hands. Across the chrome-and-glass conference table, three executives in tailored suits studied her resume with practiced indifference. "Your …

Revolving Life
dehongi dehongi Jan 04, 2024

She hated the noise. The constant yelling and fighting of her parents, the loud TV and music, the banging of doors and dishes. She wished she could escape to a …

The First Edit
hamed hamed Jan 18, 2025

It was a cold afternoon in January 2001, and Max sat hunched over his desk, scribbling frantically on a crumpled piece of paper. His history project was due tomorrow, and …

The Wolf’s Song
hamed hamed Jan 22, 2025

The forest was alive with the whispers of winter. Snow clung to the branches of the pines, and the air was sharp with the scent of frost. Sixteen-year-old Koda moved …

the way azriel see the world.
ziamaiko ziamaiko Dec 31, 2023

i lost my mother. i lost my friends. i lost everything. i miss the time when life was like a party. but all these seem to belong to millions of …

Life Starts at 40
hamed hamed Nov 05, 2025

When Lina turned forty, she threw herself a funeral. Not the tragic kind—with sobs and lilies—but a proper burial for all the versions of her that had been politely dying …

After the Storm
hamed hamed Jan 16, 2025

The morning after the storm, the Great Smoky Mountains stood shrouded in a ghostly mist, as if mourning the devastation below. Entire trees lay uprooted, power lines tangled like webs, …