Seventeen Minutes
“When people look at the snow, they see it as something beautiful. But there was cruelty to it, a ruthlessness that people often overlooked. “
Stories
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[Redacted]Pre-school.txt
[Redacted] Pre-school.txt Filename: AUD-1212202-WA0001.mp3 Given below is the transcript of the audio file obtained at the site. Some words were indecipherable. The transcriber has filled in with the most plausible word in case of inaudible words and added accurate translations wherever possible when the speaker spoke in a different language. Due to the nature of […]
Fight or Flight
“For once, I cannot face her; I have disappointed her.”
Something Wicked This Way Comes…
“The fight with Peter, all of it seemed like it happened days ago, even though only a few hours had passed. “
The Library in the Bookshelf.
“I ran my fingers across the scar on my throat. Crescent shaped, right in the hollow of my collar bone, it stayed a reminder for something I could not even recollect. “
A Practical guide on communicating with Angels
“I heard the mayhem before I could see it. The loud ‘crack’ of the wooden chair hitting marble floors was unmistakable.”
Chilanka
“On my way back my eyes wandered around searching for the lone dancer, she had disappeared. “
A Beginner’s Guide to Summoning Demons
“If the grey stone walls of Silver Oak Institute could talk they would tell you about the things that happened there. Fortunately or unfortunately magic walls that talk are the least of its problems.”
My firefly
“Do you have a lot of friends?”His smile widened. He held both of his palms to the front and started counting- “Sami, Meena, revathy, selvam, Muthu, pavizham, Raj” and folded each of his fingers as he spoke their name and after a small pause he added “kayathri” . My firefly Before I had death anxiety, […]
Enlightenment
Then she leaned in closer and asked, “Do you want to know a secret?” I nodded too horrified to speak. Enlightment The rhythmic chug chug of the train filled my ears. Also the incessant chatter of the man in aquamarine t-shirt. The lady in the yellow saree pretends not to notice. I do too. I […]