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I didn’t think much of it at first because kids talk to strangers sometimes — especially friendly-looking ones. That’s what I told myself later, anyway. …

I never believed in things that couldn’t be explained. Not ghosts, not “energies,” not unfinished souls. I believed in paperwork, routine, mortgage payments, and packed …

At 34,000 feet, panic doesn’t scream at first.It whispers. It starts as a strange silence between engine hums, a pause that feels wrong. The seatbelt …

The first thing people noticed was the old man’s hands. They shook—not the dramatic kind, not the kind you fake—but the quiet tremble of someone …

I’ve never believed in miracles. Not the loud, dramatic kind you see in movies — the ones with perfect timing, swelling music, and strangers turning …

Ive never told anyone… not my friends, not the neighbors who pretend not to hear the shouting through the thin walls, not even the mirror …