Memory(Novel-Book1)

Prologue A few days ago “Will worth?” Calls the memory wiper’s assistant. I stand up from my seat and walk towards her. “Are you will worth?” She said when I was standing in front of her. I nod. “Perfect.” She says. “Please follow me.” I follow her through the

Sarah's Salah Issues(Novel)

To those reading this, I wrote this novel/story in 2023. Chapter One Life Sarah was fourteen years old. She loved hanging out with her friends and watching movies and sleeping over. She has frizzy long black hair that she always ties in a bun and a fringe that goes

Shape Shifting Werewolves( A old folk tale from somalia)

Long ago, about one hundred fifty years ago there were these shape shifters. They could turn into these werewolves. Many people say they actually existed. I guess we will never know. 28th of march 1825 I run to the market each day to get food for my family. For breakfast,

The Dual Vow games(Novel)

Chapter one I gather water from the freezing cold lake. My black hair blowing in my face under my warm fluffy hood. I have to do this everyday. It’s the only way me and my family can survive the frigid weather. Otherwise, we would die of thirst. I take

We will not be forgotten(Novel)

Prologue 3 years ago Yusuf was standing beside the apple tree outside his school. His sister would come out any moment now. She had to stay back a little longer because of her classwork. Her teacher wanted to praise her for it.  2 mins went by, Yusuf considered going in

Hotel(Short Story)

The hotel I booked for my stay in France was more luxurious than I expected.  It seems like the type of the place where billionaires and millionaires would spend their time. I walk towards the check in receptionist avoiding room service carrying luggages, trays of food and bed sheets.  “Hi.

The Toothbrush(Short Story)

I woke up at 7:00am on a Monday morning before school. It was the last day of school before the summer holidays and it was a non-uniform day so we could wear whatever we wanted.  I always wear very basic clothes on non-uniform days. Today, I just

The Overcharged Fan(Short Story)

I plug my grey fan into the charger. It was 35 degrees all day. My fan died halfway through the school day. Nobody had a charger that would charge my fan and nobody had a USB charger either.  I had to survive half the day without my fan. I was

The Robot Doll(Short Story)

It was my little sister’s 5th birthday. Normally she would have piles of presents on her birthday from family members, friends even neighbours but this year she got one present.  That one present was a robot. A robot Doll. Any little kid would think that a robot doll is

The Colour Black(Short Story)

I grab my black hairbrush with white bristles and brush my dark brown hair.  When I was done I placed the hairbrush down and walked towards the desk opposite my bed to take my phone out of the charger but before I even placed a finger on my phone, I

Confidence(Short Story)

I walk into Art class and take my usual seat at the back. Everyone else walks into the class talking about all kinds of different things. I don’t join in. I’m not brave enough to talk to people in my class. Every time I try I feel like

Belief(Short Story)

I have been going karate for 5 years now. I have achieved the most in 5 years out of everyone in my class.  Everyone still doubts me. They all have more experience than me.  I try to not let that get in the way of me achieving more belts.  Sometimes

The Sunglasses(Short Story)

My Dad’s funeral happened on the 8th of February 2026. I wore his favourite sunglasses that day. He always told me to wear them at his funeral ever since I was young. I thought he was joking at first but over time I realised he was serious but I

The Papers(Short Story)

My English teacher Miss Berry walks around the class handing out the homework sheets. “Anyone who doesn’t do it will receive an automatic detention.” Sometimes I wonder whether or not Miss Berry really has the heart to give a student a second chance about their homework.  If a student

The Phone(Short Story)

A text appears on my phone from my Mum. I was about to click on it to read it when my phone went black. I panicked. No. Turn on. Please. I tapped at it 100 times. I tried turning it on and off again.  2 mins went by and it

The Forbidden Garden(Short Story)

The door to the garden opposite my house is covered in ivy. It’s black. Wide and has bits white hidden among the ivy.  I spend hours staring at it sometimes wondering what could be behind there.  I’m not allowed to go inside. For all I know it could

The Dream(Short Story)

A cloud of mist surrounds me. The fog is thick and almost not breathable. I can feel the air in my lungs struggling to push through. My breaths became heavy and uneven. Someone appears before me and I almost stumble backwards. It was a young boy. My brother.  The fog

The Book(Short Story)

There is a book that sits on my desk in my room. It has been there for 2 years but if you were to take one look at it. Just one. The amount of dust that it has makes it look like it has been there for 3 centuries. My

The Pen(Short Story)

I take out my black pen which has a silver line going through the middle and I start to write my speech for my English homework. Anyone who looks at the pen would think that there is something wrong with it as it looks worn out. The tips of it

The Cup( Short Story)

My alarm goes off at 08:45 am. I ignore it. I have been waking up at 12:00pm a lot lately so I set an alarm for an earlier time but it hasn’t worked so far.  10 mins later, I force myself to go downstairs and make myself

The Neighbour(Short Story)

I arrive home from school each day at around 3:30 or 3:45 and every time I look at the window which belongs to the house next to mine, there is a cloaked figure that watches me.  The town I live in is small so everyone knows each other

The Diary(Short Story)

At 2pm on Monday morning a diary entry from 10 years into the future appeared.  I was reading a book and it was a normal day. I suddenly saw my diary on the floor when I picked it up, it had the year 2040 as one of the diary entries

The Forgotten Memory(Short Story)

“Get one of the big, comfy ones.” Says Mum. She was saying for me to go down into the attic and get a blanket. An extra one since my little sister's blanket became very dirty. I tiptoed cautiously down the stairs. None of us ever go down here.

The Map(Short Story)

I pick up the map that lays on the windowsill in my room. My brother’s name appears there at the exact place he died last week. My cousin’s name was beside his and Mr June the old man who lives next door died last month and his name

The Rose(Short Story)

I walk to my garden at the back of my house and water my roses. I love roses. It’s my favourite flower.  As I water them, I notice one of the petals of the roses was moving in a way that a rose wouldn’t move. I didn’t