“Adopt me, and I will cure your kids,” said the orphan black girl. The millionaire laughed, but soon was shocked when her kids walked. The afternoon sun pressed down on the crowded city street, but for one mother, it felt as if the world had gone strangely quiet. She crouched low beside two wheelchairs, her hands steadying her sons as they fidgeted in the shade of a storefront. Both boys had the same fair hair, the same pale skin, the same solemn expressions. Twins, barely seven years old. One wore a white shirt, the other navy. Both sat in jeans…
Author: town gist
The millionaire noticed his maid stay calm as robberies took over. Her next move shocked the world. A gunshot split the air. Bang! The chandelier shook, shards of dust raining down. Screams exploded through the hall. Children cried. Men in suits scrambled to the floor, hands over their heads. “Down! Everyone down!” one of the masked robbers roared, waving his pistol. His voice was guttural, sharp. “On your knees, hands up!” another barked, aiming directly at the millionaire in the white suit. The wealthy man’s face drained of color. He raised trembling hands, stammering, “P-please… take what you want.” “Shut…
The courtroom was silent, the weight of decades pressing down on the frail woman in handcuffs. Her hair was snow white now, her trembling lips barely able to form words. The judge’s gavel was about to seal her fate—a life sentence. But just as the silence grew unbearable, two figures rose from the gallery. A man and a woman, both in their forties, stood tall in their suits, voices steady as they interrupted the court. What they revealed shocked everyone in the room and changed the destiny of the woman who had once saved them from the streets. Margaret Williams…
Dad didn’t understand why his daughter’s grave kept growing. He burst into tears when he learned the truth behind it. The cemetery was always too quiet for Marcus. He hated the silence, hated how the world seemed to move on while he stood frozen in place. Every step across the gravel path felt heavier than the last, his polished black shoes crunching softly as if to remind him he still carried weight when she no longer could. He wore his black suit again. He always did. He couldn’t bring himself to visit his daughter’s grave in anything less. To Marcus,…
The mansion’s long corridors gleamed with polished marble. But for the maids who walked them, it was no palace. It was a cage of fear. At the heart of that fear stood Claudia, the millionaire’s wife. She wore scarlet dresses that matched the sharpness of her tongue, and every sound of her heels clicking against the floor made the staff brace for impact. Selena had only been in the house for two weeks, but she had already seen enough to understand. The other maids kept their eyes lowered whenever Claudia entered, their voices reduced to whispers, their movements so careful…
I met them as a group of three—Martin, Joe, and Laka. It was Martin who first reached out to me. They were new in town and said they were looking to make some friends. I agreed, and over time, all three of them became my friends. Since they lived together, I’d often visit on weekends to help out around the house. They were kind and generous—bringing me gifts whenever they returned from trips, giving me money when I needed it, and even supporting my parents when things were tough. Because Martin was the one who initially contacted me, he always…
There was a time in my life when I was living from hand to mouth. I had a job, but it was one I landed with just my SHS certificate, so the pay was minimal. Whatever I earned went straight into covering rent, transportation, food, and bills. Sometimes, it wasn’t even enough to meet all my needs. I couldn’t lean on my family for support either—things were tough for them too. I was essentially on my own. I knew I didn’t want to keep living paycheck to paycheck. I made up my mind to pursue further education and get a…
All my life, in every relationship I’ve had, I’ve only ever been attracted to one man at a time. I’ve heard other women talk about having crushes on different men even while being in committed relationships. One married friend once confided in me, saying, “Girl, I know I’m taken, but there’s this guy at work who looks absolutely lickable. Every time I see him, I get unholy thoughts. I know I can’t touch him, but it doesn’t hurt to fantasize, right?” I remember looking at her, full of judgment. “You know I don’t usually judge, but I’m judging you right…
At a peaceful convent where only women were allowed, something shocking began to unfold. One by one, the nuns started becoming pregnant. It was impossible to explain, and the situation quickly spiraled out of control. The Mother Superior, terrified and confused, couldn’t understand how such a thing could happen in a place so strictly guarded and devoted to God. Desperate for answers, she secretly installed a hidden camera to uncover the truth. What she discovered was beyond anything she could have imagined. Mother Judith sat in her office, focused on the daily responsibilities of running the Santa Maria Convent. She…
We’ve only been married for nine months, but we were together for four years before tying the knot. During those four years of dating, he was always very interested in sex, and I didn’t see any reason to hold back, so I gave in whenever he wanted it. I won’t say sex was the only thing keeping us together, but it definitely played a big role. Even when we fought and didn’t talk for days, sex was the one thing that brought us back together. After arguments, it always felt different—more intense, more emotional. The way he gave it his…