The Color Of Regret

The flickering neon sign outside the rundown cafe cast an unforgiving light on my face, highlighting the worry lines etched around my eyes. The once vibrant melody of my native […] More

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Sindi’s Story

It was a cold, stormy night and I had just returned from the Sacrament of Penance. Mum decided that she would sit with me and nobody else in my room […] More

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