Creative Writing

The story is created from the author's imagination and true event

Veiled Tears

Lina had always been the girl with a radiant smile, the one who brightened up any room she entered. But beneath that façade of happiness lay a deep and painful secret that she hid from everyone, even herself. It all began after a fateful summer evening when her life took a tragic turn.

The incident occurred at a bonfire party in the woods. The night was filled with laughter, music, and the crackling of the fire. Lina, known for her vivacious personality, was the life of the party, dancing aroun

The Family Betrayer

Dr. Rachel Mitchell had always believed in the power of therapy to heal wounds and mend broken spirits. For over two decades, she had dedicated her life to helping individuals navigate the labyrinth of their minds, guiding them towards emotional well-being. But today, as she sat in her dimly lit office, her belief was being put to the ultimate test.

The door creaked open, and a figure emerged from the shadows. It was Sarah, a woman in her early thirties, with haunted eyes that seemed to have se

Resurrecting Love: The Soul Resonator Experiment

In a world where reincarnation was not just a spiritual concept but a scientifically proven phenomenon, Dr. Keya Stone was a renowned scientist and a grieving widow. She had lost her beloved husband, Nick, in a tragic accident, and the pain of his absence haunted her every day. She couldn’t accept that their time together had ended, not when she knew that there was a chance, a remote possibility, to bring him back.

The scientific community had long debated the ethics and feasibility of reincarn

Episode 3 — Tales of Workplace Sorrows

Today, I felt like my own team was talking behind my back. Initially, I shrugged it off, as I’ve probably been the subject of such conversations before. But this time, it disappointed me because the core issue was my refusal to take on a task that wasn’t my responsibility (although I eventually did it out of respect for the team).

I knew this would become a problem, as my team’s attitude towards me changed from that day forward. And as expected, I received the silent treatment and heard whisper

Episode 2 — Tales of Workplace Sorrows

Today at work was quite challenging for me. I had to deal with someone who always seems to trigger negative emotions in me. It’s frustrating to see this person getting appreciated and noticed by others, even though it feels like they don’t put in much effort or contribute as much as I do.

I find myself getting triggered by their behavior because it seems like they never feel guilty about not pulling their weight. It’s my first real work experience, and I can’t help but wonder why things aren’t

Episode 1 — Tales of Workplace Sorrows

I can’t help but feel a deep sense of frustration and disappointment today. It seems like no matter how hard I try or how much effort I put into everything, I am constantly overlooked and underappreciated. It’s as if my presence and contributions are invisible to those around me.

I look around and see someone else, someone who always receives appreciation effortlessly. It’s disheartening to witness them receiving recognition and praise without even having to lift a finger. Meanwhile, I am the o

My Experience as a Clingy and Talkative Girlfriend

My Experience as a Clingy and Talkative Girlfriend

As someone who tends to be more clingy and talkative in my relationships, I have found myself in a situation where my boyfriend is not as emotionally expressive and can come across as cold. Adding to the challenge, we are in a long-distance relationship, which can make it difficult to maintain a strong emotional connection without physical proximity or frequent communication.

At times, I have felt frustrated and insecure when my boyfriend’s be

Am I Really Healed or Just Afraid to Admit I’ve Become Worse?

Am I Really Healed or Just Afraid to Admit I’ve Become Worse?

I often find myself wondering whether I am really “healed” or just afraid to admit that I’ve become worse. It’s a common feeling to have, especially when it comes to mental health. It can be hard to know whether you’re truly making progress or just trying to convince yourself that you are.

One thing I’ve learned is that mental health is not a linear process. There are going to be ups and downs, and healing is not always a straightfo

Overcoming Feelings of Loneliness and Emptiness During Eid Mubarak

Overcoming Feelings of Loneliness and Emptiness During Eid Mubarak

I always feel a sense of emptiness and loneliness during Eid Mubarak Idul Fitri. It’s like the world around me loses its vibrancy and richness, and everything feels colorless and flat.

I don’t have any particular reason to feel this way — I haven’t lost anyone during Eid, but I’ve never really celebrated Eid properly with my own family. My family is emotionally far away from me, and we’re not particularly close, so I usually ju

From Pain to Poetry

She walks through life with a heavy heart,

Always feeling like she’s playing a part,

In a never-ending drama of love and pain,

Where every relationship ends the same. She tells herself she’s just unlucky in love,

But deep down she knows it’s something above,

The fear of being honest and true,

The fear of opening up and being vulnerable too. She’s scared of what the truth might reveal,

That maybe love is not what she truly feels,

That she’s been using it as a shield,

To protect herself f

The Story of the Girl and a Crocodile

The Story of the Girl and a Crocodile

A Girl from a village in the middle of the forest is playing soccer on the riverbank. Accidentally, she dropped her favorite ball into the river. The Girl was sad because she couldn’t take the ball.

While she was sad, a Crocodile came to the surface and asked what made the Girl sad. The Girl then told what happened to the Crocodile and promised to do anything when the ball came back.

The Crocodile helped the Girl by taking the ball to the bottom of a deep

Happy Birthday, Babe!

My dearest (does that sound too corny?)

I wanted to write you a love letter, but it's going to sound more like a thank you note. It could be both. Thank you for always being a good listener whenever I return from work. I want to thank you for always calming me even tho I have massive suicidal thoughts every day. I want to thank you for all the hugs and kisses you have offered me to squeeze the sadness out and the pep talks you gave me when I doubted myself. Most of all, thank you for existing.

Why Do I Hate College Life & Many People on Campus?

Why Do I Hate College Life & Many People on Campus?

"I just graduated . . . Now it's time to spill the tea."

Perhaps because I feel so disappointed in humanity! Because I expected education to be valuable. I wished to see people who understood me. I find a bunch of toxic narcissists and a few intelligent people who are two-faced and snobby. It's sad and painful!

I felt like I was wasting my time on what I could have learned better at home using the edX. I feel like my brain power is wasted on

Behind the Secrets of the Hospital Walls

Chapter 2 of Thus God Dressed the Grass

Once my sister and I positively Covid-19 dad and mama want to do a Swab test. As I thought, my whole family was positive. They could perform insulation independently at home for 5 days, but in the end, mama and dad had to be hospitalized because their body saturation continued to decline. Dozens of hospitals have been contacted, but I never get an empty room, none of them.

After contacting some of the closest connections, mom and dad finally got a room a

Endless Sadness

These days I can’t focus on one thing. I do many things simultaneously, but in retrospect, doing housework simultaneously and doing office work is very unlikely. At night, I started to feel restless, actually this feeling of restlessness every day, but there are days when this feeling of restlessness is more dominant than other feelings.

Tonight I feel like I have to cry. I’m confused about whether to watch a sad movie, let alone provoke my tears. Nothing bothered me today; everything went smoo

The Shadow Self

After moving to Cambridge, Massachusetts, United States, Sanda and I have always spent time together. All activities are fun if done with her. Sanda is a person who means a lot to me. Her maturity makes me calm in living life. Her open-mindedness allows me to see the world from various sides.

I went to art school in America, while Sanda chose to attend the Military Academy. I had a long debate about her decision to select the Military Academy, but her determination was so strong that other peop

A Letter for Coronavirus

What do you want?

2020–2021 is in a short and bad year for all humans because the world is faced with a pandemic of coronavirus and civil violence in various countries that never stop. In addition, most of the world’s population has lost their jobs because of the coronavirus, and some have to get used to working and attending school at home.

Starting from January 2020, I left the boarding house around college and chose to stay home, even though I was aware my home wasn’t comfortable. Still, so

Thus God Dressed the Grass

July 17, 2021, my stepfather died due to Covid-19, which attacked his body. His departure was so painful because he was the figure who guided me, both about daily life and college life. But, what hit me even more, was that I selfishly brought the virus into the house and attacked my entire family.

It all started with a mandatory event at my college, studying Tourism, which was undoubtedly the happiest opportunity to undertake field study activities outside when the city prevailed social boundar


I have finished my three months internship at Finding an internship is difficult. I started applying for a CV in many company news in January, and I got accepted at Narasi in March. I’m so blessed. I am very grateful to my friend Dewi Maharani who has shared information about internships at

Dewi shared that the requirements for an internship at must be from a major in communication or journalism. I don’t know why, I was very confident and immediately registered t


I love you. It’s so important. You’ll be 30 this year! Scary, right? Are you excited? I hope your closest friends are there to celebrate with you. I’m writing this letter from the goddamn home.

Do you still live in the United States? What about your relationship with your mom? Has it improved? Do you guys talk regularly? The last time you were with her was in a fight. It would be best if you tried talking to her more. You never know when it’s the last time, and I don’t want you to have any regr
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