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He texted me one night, casually asking about an iron box. I stared at the message, blinking. Was this a cry for help? Some kind of cryptic code? Or was he really in desperate need of an iron? I mean, who asks someone for an iron box in the middle of the night? But, being
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Often, we forge friendships and relationships as a remedy for our unfulfilled emotions. We seek out others to soothe the ache of loneliness, hoping that someone, somewhere, will reach into the void we can’t seem to fill on our own. But some of us grow fond of solitude—not because we truly enjoy it, but because
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A wave of nostalgia washed over me today. I miss those days when life felt simple, when everything was just right. The happy mornings filled with laughter, the warm evenings spent with the ones I loved—oh, how life used to be fun. I used to wake up with a heart full of joy, and the
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His eyes sparkled every time he smiled, that irresistible, charming smile. But it wasn’t just the smile that captivated me. His eyes, always observant, constantly analyzed situations, quietly observing the world, and silently judging everyone in it. There was a hidden depth behind them—something both alluring and terrifying. He was the perfect man. At least,
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The show had begun, but I was too blind to realize that I had been dancing to its tune all along, unwillingly. The sun and moon had collided in an explosion of chaos, and with their meeting came sparks, flames—blinding, destructive, and unavoidable. And there I was, caught in the fire, unaware of the way
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My favorite coping mechanism has always been a smile. Whether fueled by anger, pain, hurt, or happiness, I donned it like armor, an impenetrable shield that hid the vulnerability beneath. It wasn’t because I was particularly strong — far from it. In truth, I often crumbled in the solitude of my bathroom at 3 a.m.,
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The one thing I feared most in life finally happened. Isn’t it strange how the universe seems to play cruel games, finding a way to bring us face-to-face with that which we most dread? The realization that I am, after all, not in control, that the world is just a stage on which I am
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The wavering shadows and the relentless rain have marred this endless wait,A dream once held so close, now slipping away, leaving only questions.Who was I waiting for, and why do my worries sit so heavy on this inkstone?It’s a painful struggle, this heart of mine that burns with the ache of remembering.I once relied on
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I used to boast about having a high IQ, bragging to my friends that I was destined for something great. But now, I’m not so sure that was ever true. Life, in all its unpredictability, has thrown me into a space of uncertainty, and I feel more lost than ever. The years keep passing, and
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The rise of technology and social media has facilitated both connection and cruelty, enabling anonymous online attacks that harm individuals, particularly in the K-POP industry. While idols bring joy, they suffer from relentless scrutiny and hate. The tragic losses like Sulli and Jonghyun highlight the need for kindness and support in a culture of judgment.
Insight of a Kenyan Girl 