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November 03, 2025
Flash Fiction Syed Hassan Askari

Frozen Mornings

It was a cold winter, and the wind felt like sharp needles touching the skin. Trees were rustling, standing bare. The fog covered the streets. Schools were shut for winter break, and most kids spent their days sitting by the windows wrapped in quilts near the…
October 31, 2025
Science Fiction Stories Nelly Shulman

Fly Me To The Moon

The evening lunar shuttle departed on time. When the engines roared and the rocket left the steel trusses, I took a deep breath. Public transportation to the Moon had stopped being a novelty, but I still admired the pilots’ skill. “You may unfasten your seat…
October 31, 2025
Poetry Markus J

Sonnet X

they say it`s all the boomers and X`s fault- into the wound they rub the salt. we planted a seed and watched it bloom- never expected any handouts upon a golden spoon. we had to save real hard- just to buy our very first car. every day was lived hand to…
October 31, 2025
General Stories Matias Travieso-Diaz

Posters

I told Irene: "I had to shut the door to the passage. They have taken over the back part. She let her knitting fall and looked at me with her tired, serious eyes. "You're sure?" I nodded. "In that case,” she said, picking up her knitting again, "we'll have…
October 31, 2025
Romance Stories Brittany Szekely

Snap Me When You’re Home

A chance Snapchat add leads to a slow-burn love story between two strangers who become lifelong partners It started with a misclick, a blurry photo of a coffee cup that was meant for her sister that was sent to a stranger named “Jax_93.” Luna stared at the…
October 31, 2025
Flash Fiction Syed Hassan Askari

The Fate Of Her Pencil

Last year, she entered her husband’s home with hopes and quiet dreams. Dreams which every village girl sees about her secure future. Village life was harsh and unforgiving. Instead of laughter, her days echoed with commands. The smallest mistake brought…
October 31, 2025
Poetry Markus J

Haunted Cemetery

summoned from the underworlds brimstones and fires; nightmare beast howl to midnights lustres light- fangs drip with a lust to bite. summoned from the underworlds brimstones and fires; an unholy choir echo a demons song- from inside deaths memorial, shadows…
October 31, 2025
Science Fiction Stories Brittany Szekely

The Last Library On Europa

A lonely archivist on Jupiter’s moon discovers a forbidden book that rewrites reality The library was buried beneath Europa’s ice crust, its entrance marked only by a flickering beacon and a rusted hatch. No one came anymore. Not since the collapse of the…
October 17, 2025
Flash Fiction L Christopher Hennessy

The Moon Is A Wanderer Too

The rain came down like broken glass and the city was a wound, bleeding light and exhaust and the smell of food frying in oil that’s been used too many times. I was walking nowhere, which is the only place I ever go, and the streets were full of saints and…
October 17, 2025
Mystery Stories Brittany Szekely

The House On Wren Street

Notes: A mother rebuilding her life after domestic violence uncovers a chilling secret in her new home Isla didn’t notice the house was watching her until the second week. At first, it was just creaks in the floorboards, the way the hallway light flickered…
October 17, 2025
Flash Fiction L Christopher Hennessy

Pee Girl Gets The Milk

He met her on a Tuesday, the kind of Tuesday that feels like a leftover Monday, stale and gray and hungover from the weekend’s sins. Her name was Lita, or maybe Rita, or maybe she just said that to keep things simple. She had a cigarette halo, a ring of smoke…
October 17, 2025
General Stories Matias Travieso-Diaz

Lie To Me More

La vida es una mentira; Miénteme más,Que me hace tu maldad feliz.(Life is a lie; Lie to me more,For your wickedness makes me happy.)Armando Domínguez Borras, “Miénteme” (bolero) Out of a habit ingrained over fifty-odd years of hard work, Timmy McFarlane got up…

In Tamil Nadu, there was no general entrance examination for admission to medical studies four years ago but the general entrance examination called KEET has been in force form the last four years.

This makes it difficult for many lay people to enrol in medical college. Facing this choice for many is a challenge. However one can join the medical course only if they have cleared the exam.

Manikkam arrived at the police station. Upon entering to the police station, the police station writers sighed and asks 

"So when was the exam for your daughter ?"

"Yes sir two days to write," he replied to the station writer , and went to his seat and sat down.

Only the body of the manikkam was sitting on the seat and his thoughts were all rippling somewhere. He was also counting on his daughters future in anticipation for the exam that sudar going to write again.

Manikkam could not even notice the petitioner who was standing in front of his seat holding the complaint in his hand for a long time. He was sitting in such a deep thought.

His Nearby constable Lakshmi calls 

"Sir, sir .. there is something wrong with him? Come on in, take a look and make  enquiries” Even constables voice fell on the ears of the manikkam so slowly as if someone was speaking from a deep well. It took him a while to get back to that normal situation.

While  manikkam was getting  petition from the petitioner and  reading it. Suddenly there was a feeling of being in his throat and he drank the water from nearby water bottle while he was swallowing, he could not drink the water and exhale abruptly, when he has  cough and the water dripped all over the table.

The pain occurs as if something is tightening his neck. He goes into a coma and returns to mild sobriety. The guards all came near to manikkam and relaxed him.

The manikkam couldn’t sit in that seat above it and something kept urging him.

He told the police inspector and drove home with his two-wheeler from the police station. When he reached home, he could not park the bike properly at the door. He tilted the cart down in a stumbling block. He entered the house  door entrance that was  lower to his height.

A little tap on his forehead rubbing his forehead with one hand and feels dizzy. Couldn't notice anything exactly. Wife makes him set aside.

"Why are u so early?"  She asks Nothing fell on manikkam ear when he heard that, only darkness in his eyes a faint murmur of ear-piercing echoed in his ears.

His wife would ask him for a long time. No questions fell on his ears, faintly he knew his wife and suddenly only a twinkle in the eyes of the manikkam flowed and he slowly opened his mouth.

"Where is  sudar?" He asked.

"She hasn't come out of her room! since morning?" As soon as the answer came from Sudar's mother, Manikkam got up slowly and started knocking on the door of Sudar's room. For a long time no response from sudar. That environment made the manickam mind set even more vague.

Sudar's mother began to cry. It is a guard quarters. There are families of guards nearby. Hearing the noises coming from the house of  manikkam, the nearby friends started entering into the house one by one.

"What's the matter sir?"

Manikkam replied "The door of this room makes trouble   Papa sudar were reading in side. We shouted for a long time .. Papa didn’t open the door?"

They decided to break the door, a hard hit. When the door starts to open slowly, the mother of the sudar starts screaming  Manikkam has never seen her daughter in such a condition. sudar was always Bloom’s brightly like a lamp. When it opens darkness appears inside the room.

she tightens her neck through the ceiling fan using her shawl, she was wearing.

Only when he saw his daughter hanging motionless with a cloth around her neck. Any father can’t tolerate that one moment of their children that one moment, when he sees in the distance, his daughter who gave birth to this world surrounded by darkness. Manikkam grabbed her legs and screaming aloud.

Sudar…… sudar….”his eyes were full of tears Of love.

The mother of the sudar hits on her head and began to scream as much as the world could hear. The mothers scream was not only heard by the rulers and the kings of justice.

The neighbourhood of the sudar were doing the work for the funeral of her. When they received the body of  sudar after post modem from GH. 

They put  Sudar on a bench and poured water on her head and rubbed yellow on her face. Such a gloomy face. Manikkam had never seen his dear like that before so brightly and when he saw that face is full of yellow. He started to crack even more.

When Sudar’s mom saw her daughter  was lying like a wood but her face was blooming. She screamed with her Subconscious.

Aw.… oh you my god, Where are you going from now on .. Let us all go, Who are we going to live for. ”

What a blessing we have lost  of you. Our life is immovable.”

"Alas, my princess not even have a word to say in the morning,  I will no longer hear anymore. You have orphaned us who is going to sleep on my lap anymore. ”

"Come and lie down on your mother's lap you my darling .." She put the immovable sudar on her lap and sang a lullaby.

Kamani Sudar, how we will be without seeing you?

Where will we be?

We will wait forever

You’re smiling mother

All the flowers that fell on yours laughter

They Dropped out to the way of for your grave ward

We will wait forever

Let us sleep forever.

You are the one who spoke the language of a kid.

We were watching the language of speech

Not a word  today

Grave chariot is waiting for you.

We will wait forever, my dear.

Let us sleep forever.”

Tears welled up in the eyes of everyone present as they listened to the song. She hugged her daughter tightly while singing the lullaby and kissed her all over her face.

Sudar's mother's throat is dry, Tears from her eyes. All her worries were that the tragedy of not being able to get her dead daughter back was turning her hearts in.

While they were all crying for the sudar outside. The notebooks she used on the desk  where she was reading.  Through the opened  window wind blows. The pages of the note-book turned  something in the letter of bloodshed in the past.

"Dad, Mom I would have gone too far away from you. when you read this the absence of mine is in this note. I have a hard time… Dad.

I can't write this KEET (killing Eligibility entrance test) the expectations of you on mine were killing me, I can't  achieve our dream.

You people were having a big dream on me I don’t want to spoil. 

My death was not a suicide. It was a murder committed by the government, the judiciary and the rulers.

If only one choice would decide the mortal life of the students We do not want that choice.

From Anita sister to still with me thirteen students have died  till now. The government and the rulers who are burying the students' future in this country are ruling in graveyards.

Mom, Dad .. I'm leaving. I can not live among them. Excuse me, I'm tired.

I am sorry, I am tired.”

The wind blew through each side of the pages, with painful lines on the end.

Sudar was taken to the yard with everyone’s painful mourning.



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