Black Diamond

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  • The last heart beat by Manahil Islahuddin

    The last heart beat by Manahil Islahuddin

    THE LAST HEARTBEAT ‘JACKLE!’ My mother cried out as she ran into the hospital room. She was in shock to see me lying on the bed, all covered in blood and scars, I looked as if I was about to be ripped apart. ‘Mother…?’ I said so weakly it felt like I used almost every…

  • The curse of the black diamond- Ibshar Rahman

    The curse of the black diamond- Ibshar Rahman

    The curse of the black diamond There is a strange rumour that runs around the geologist world. Many geologists have tried their hardest to find out any possible data about this, what may be it you may ask? It is the black diamond. It is known for its beauty and is said that it just…

  • Shaken- Rosannas prospective by Ibshar Rahman

    Shaken- Rosannas prospective by Ibshar Rahman

    Shaken- Rosanna’s perspective “Rosanna, Rosanna please wait up!” James called out. I let out a little giggle seeing that James was having troubles picking up on my speed. “Alright James, you better hurry up though.” Said and walked a little more slowly. James is a really good friend of mine. He is a charming brunette…

  • Shaken by Ibshar Rahman

    Shaken by Ibshar Rahman

    SHAKEN ‘Rosanna, Rosanna please wait up!’ I cried. She let out a little giggle and said ‘alright James but you better hurry’. You see we were taking a trip to the corner bookstore and it was one of Rosanna’s favourite places to visit in the small town next to the city. Rosanna herself is quite…

  • An old house by Ibshar Rahman

    An old house by Ibshar Rahman

    I walked down a deep and dark narrow hallway. The rotting and decaying floorboards screamed in pain with every step I took. My brain was swirling with thoughts, thoughts that I couldn’t even read. I carried on walking, not sure what I was looking for, and Falling through what seemed like a never-ending dark hole…

  • Illusions can be deceiving -By Manahil Islahuddin

    Illusions can be deceiving -By Manahil Islahuddin

    It was one minute past midnight and I was the only person that was awake in the house. I would normally get to bed at ten and just read or be on my iPad and my headphones on, and by the time eleven ‘o’ clock would come, I would be asleep. But not this time.…

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