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My MIL took over my wedding—SO I TURNED IT INTO HER WORST NIGHTMARE.

My MIL took over my wedding—SO I TURNED IT INTO HER WORST NIGHTMARE.

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗴𝘂𝗲 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗳𝘁 – 𝗜𝗚𝗛 𝗛𝗼𝘀𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗹, 𝗥𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗹𝗮 🕯️ I was on night duty, tasked with taking a body to the morgue. The corridor was silent, the path rough, and no staff around due to festival night. Halfway through, I felt eyes watching me from the dark. No response when I called out. Moments later, I saw the guard outside and relaxed — until I heard knocking from one of the freezers. No one inside. Just the body. They say it’s normal — bodies contract and sometimes knock. But on Friday the 13th, fear felt real. #TrueStory #JustUtterShorts #BhootaGappa #RourkelaHorror #HospitalTales #MorgueShift #OdishaFolklore #BhootaGappaInHindi #Fridaythe13

My Mother-In-Law Sold My Brand New Car Because She Wanted To Go On Vacation. My Response Gave Her The Best Karma

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LOVE IS BEAUTIFUL. MAN SELLS HIS SOUL TO SAVE HIS LOVER'S LIFE. Somewhere in the eastern part of Nigeria many centuries ago, there existed a certain wonder of nature. A large expanse of farmland land believed to hold the breath of God Himself. People named it Ubi Ndu (farm of life). Ubi Ndu was so fertile, it caused plants to grow and yield harvest within a single month of cultivation. This wonderland was strategically placed between two neighboring kingdoms, Ezedibia and Ezeogba. Ezeogba was larger in landmass and population, but Ezedibia had a greater share of natural resources. The two kingdoms lived in harmony, intermarried, and even shared the mystic Ubi Ndu evenly. For many centuries they grew in strength, resisted invasions from enemy kingdoms, until the year 1885. In the year 1885, Eze Njoku the king of Ezeogba, invited his neighbor Eze Obi the paramount ruler of Ezedibia, to a conference. At the conference, Eze Njoku appealed to his guest to permit him a larger portion of Ubi Ndu. His reasons being that he has a larger kingdom and of course larger mouths to feed. This did not go down well with Eze Obi who bluntly declined the request, abandoned the meeting, and severed relations with his greedy neighbor. War arose for the sole possession of the mystic land. Blood flowed, heads rolled, Ezedibia kingdom lost many warriors; Eze Obi pulled his surviving forces out of battle, and Ezeogba kingdom gained the disputed land. The two kingdoms had one more thing in common, a joint source of water supply, the Okitankwo River. Because Okitankwo sat at the middle of Ezedibia kingdom, Ezeobi in retaliation of his loss to the king of Ezeogba, cut off Ezeogba’s access to the River… but it didn’t end there. Some scoundrels from Ezedibia also gang raped a young Ezeogba woman who was unknown to them, a nursing mother, on her way to the guarded river— and she died in the process. News spread throughout Ezedibia that the deceased woman was no commoner, but Princess Chiazom, the only daughter of Eze Njoku, the king of Ezeogba, wife and nursing mother of Achulike, the brutal warlord of Ezeogba kingdom . Panic crept into Ezedibia and caressed the young and old, rich and poor. Everyone knew what was coming. Ezeogba had the largest and strongest army in the region, with a large network of allies. Ezedibia on the other hand nursed her wounds and counted her loses from the biggest defeat no generation had ever experienced in times past. The sun stood above their rooftops like a keg of gunpowder waiting to explode. As they waited patiently, hoping for the best but expecting the worse, something unthinkable happened *** Pls watch the complete folktale video on my YouTube Channel. (Storytime with Darlington) Check comments 🙏

I will never forget my first son’s birth story. It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life that, in hindsight, was also quite funny! I tore my knees out of my pants on my way into the hospital and arrived at the entrance to the maternity ward with bloody knees in my haste to make it back to Barbara-- but the flowers stayed intact, and my son was both healthy and beautiful. Even life’s most beautiful moments have their pain points; I wouldn’t trade that day for the world. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #birthdaymemories #lifeadvice #reflection #perspective #mindfulness #FatherhoodJourney #birthstory #gratitudeattitude

The Shout That Shook the Sea - Once upon a time, in a noisy little town full of chatter and giggles, there lived a boy named Jonas. He had a voice as big as a whale! One sunny day, he climbed onto a big rock in the town square and hollered, “Hey, friends! Over in the east, they’re forgetting how to talk loud and free!” The whole town stopped—birds chirped, kids gasped, and even the wind seemed to listen. - But way across the wide, wavy sea, the grown-ups in the east perked up their ears. “What’s this?” they grumbled. “Jonas is too loud! His shout is shaking things up. Let’s hush him quick!” How silly was that? Jonas wanted everyone to speak big, but they wanted his voice to sink like a stone. - Nearby, a brave bunch called the Way Kids heard the whole thing. They were a team tied together by a super old promise—a promise to be buddies forever and share their happy thoughts. “That’s not cool!” they said. “We get it, Jonas. Sometimes we try to tell our big, true stories, but people shush us too!” - Ages ago, the Way Kids’ great-great-grandparents had sailed and skipped across the world with their promise. It zoomed over hills, splashed through rivers, and landed in Jonas’s town and the east too! It was like a treasure chest full of sunshine, saying, “Stay close, little heroes!” Their grandpas always cheered, “Keep this treasure—it’s our glue!” - But lately, a sneaky quiet was creeping in. Voices were fading—not because kids wanted to whisper, but because the grown-ups made them. “We’re just keeping things calm,” the grown-ups said with a shrug. The Way Kids squinted and thought, “Hmm, or maybe you don’t want us talking at all!” - It got tricky for the Way Kids. When they shared their favorite tales—about the One who painted the sky and grew the trees—some folks got fussy. “Too loud! Too wild!” they’d scold. But when others laughed at their special stories, the grown-ups didn’t blink. It was like the rules had a big oopsie, only working one way! - This wasn’t just a little problem—it was wobbling their shouty, free world. The Way Kids knew they couldn’t stand alone, like a tiny boat in a stormy sea. Their treasure book whispered, “Hold tight, pals! You’re one big crew with one giant hug, all loved by the same awesome Maker up top!” - The book had a wild secret too: “You’re not just dodging grumpy faces. Sneaky shadow-hiders are trying to quiet the world!” That was it—the Way Kids had to stick together. Being a team wasn’t just fun; it was their superpower to keep shouting! - So, when Jonas’s big shout shook the sea, the Way Kids grabbed hands—across their town, over the waves, everywhere! They weren’t just saving their own voices; they were keeping their bright, brave light glowing in a world getting too hushy. Together, they roared like a thunderclap no one could stop! - - What did you think of Jonas’ modern parable? I’d love to hear your reaction, a quick comment, or even see you share it with others—or why not all three? Your input helps spread the word and reach more people!

A retelling of classic stories from the dark and twisted mind of Count Fathom.

Unique tales, endless joy ✨

Gather around for stories from renowned, award winning Kwantlen poet and author Joseph Dandurand. Filled with traditional knowledge and humour, this engaging session is great for the whole family. All ages. $14/ person. Register by email at totestaleng@surrey.ca.

Project 01 :: Finding Me - A Covert Model's Journey An AI-Powered World Building Storyboard with Original Writing by: Luc B. Prologue Set in 2044, post WW3 era, in a cyberpunk city named New Merica. 26 year old Kate Sokolova, a well established fashion model/influencer by day, and a covert operative by night, embarks on a journey to uncover the truth behind a seemingly cryptic book she bought at an auction for 12,000 credits. The book is based on a true story, in which its very author left a series of intricately elaborate breadcumbs, in hopes that some day, his rightful soul connected successor may find and unlock the treasures within. Doing so reveals the true potential of an aging technology that was initially designed to steal authenticity from the very people who created it. It is known that the author used this technology to manifest his own success, before his passing in 2030. His plans were foiled by the war. It's up to Kate to connect those pieces together, and bring the technology back to life and fulfill the author's last wish for its impact on her own journey of self discovery. [fine print] The story is inspired by real people I follow. All names ficticious. All characters are over the age of 18. It is a work of fiction, with the potential to come true. Please do not share without credit. Thanks for reading, and huge thanks to those who believe in the power of AI art and human imagination. The posts are going to be numbered. Currently revising some older posts with improved quality. Currently about 45 minutes of reading time. Also includes a map of the New Merica Metropolis, with all the points of interest mentioned in the posts.