It wasn’t a game. It wasn’t imagination. It was fear—raw, urgent, and far too real for a child her age. I was at the kitchen
Author: Maarij
The rain poured down as if the sky itself were trying to wash that day away. On the banks of the river, a woman collapsed
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Most people think bullying leaves scars that never fully heal. But sometimes… one moment of cruelty can spark something powerful enough to change everything. This duct