How well do we really know our children? Could they be keeping parts of their lives hidden from us? For Michael Rolson, that question became painfully real when he found out his daughter Tammy had been keeping a serious and surprising secret from him. It began on a regular afternoon. Michael had forgotten to pass along a simple message to 10-year-old Tammy. She had told him she was going to her room to play video games before dinner. Nothing unusual just another typical evening.But when Michael went to her room to give her the message, he was………Read Full Story Here…….
Author: town gist
The sun was shining brightly one afternoon in Ouagadougou, the capital of Burkina Faso. President Ibrahim Traoré had just wrapped up an unannounced visit to a nearby school, where he had spoken to students and teachers. After the visit, he was making his way back to his official convoy of vehicles when something on the side of the road made him stop and look. There, leaning against a dusty wall, sat an older man. He had a small metal cup placed in front of him, hoping for a few coins from passersby. His clothes were old, torn, and covered in…
The church seemed to shine with warmth and light. Sunlight streamed through the colorful stained glass windows, scattering soft, rainbow-like patterns across the smooth marble floor. A gentle hum of music filled the air, barely louder than a whisper. Every seat was taken—friends, family, and familiar faces from the past—all there for one beautiful reason: to witness Naomi Bennett and Christopher Wallace become husband and wife. Naomi stood at the front, dressed in a flowing white gown that seemed to glow. Her smile wasn’t forced; it was full of emotion and truth. Her hands shook just a little as she…
The nursery looked perfect on the outside—walls painted lavender, soft curtains swaying with the breeze, a white crib tucked neatly under a golden mobile. But Aisha knew better. Beneath the polished surface, the air carried tension, neglect, and a baby’s unanswered cries. The little boy in her arms whimpered again, his face flushed, his lips trembling as his cry cracked into something sharper, more painful. His tiny body arched, fists clenched in discomfort. Aisha adjusted him gently against her shoulder, whispering, “Shh, baby. I know, I know you’re hurting.” Her eyes landed on the bottle sitting on the dresser. The…
The morning sun shone gently through the colorful stained-glass windows of the convent, casting soft, rainbow-like patterns on the cold stone floors. Morning prayers had just ended, and a peaceful silence filled the building. The nuns moved quietly through the hallways, speaking in hushed tones as they went about their usual duties. But one nun, a young trainee named Sister Beatrice, didn’t walk calmly like the others. She was hurrying through the halls, her footsteps loud and quick against the stone floor. Sister Beatrice, what’s the rush?” asked Sister Martha, one of the….Read Full Story Here……..
The sun was shining fiercely, making the air hot and dry as President Ibrahim Trare traveled down a rough, dusty road in his black SUV. He and his security team had been busy since early in the morning. They had gone from one place to another, meeting people, shaking hands, giving speeches, and attending different ceremonies. The day had been long and tiring for everyone. Even though his team was exhausted, President Trare felt something more than just tired—his stomach was empty, and the hunger was starting to bother him. He hadn’t eaten all day, and now it was….Read Full…
The mansion was spotless. Polished floors, chandeliers glittering even in daylight. The faint scent of lemon polish clung to the air. Yet beneath all that perfection, there was a silence that felt heavy, almost suffocating. Elena, the black maid who had worked in the house for less than six months, felt it every day. She had grown used to scrubbing marble floors while hearing nothing but her own rag dragging across the stone. But what unsettled her most was not the silence of the house, but the silence of the little girl who lived there. Sophie, just seven years old,…
The house was quiet—too quiet for a mansion usually filled with the soft hum of staff moving through its wide halls. Denise shifted the laundry basket from one hip to the other, balancing it carefully while listening for any sign of the baby. She had been a maid in wealthy homes for years, but this one felt different. The Witman estate was more than polished marble and perfectly staged rooms. It was a place where she had grown attached to the smallest heartbeat inside it. Little Ethan. Ethan was eight months old, full of curiosity, already crawling faster than she…
In a small town where everyone knew each other, life flowed calmly and peacefully. But one day, a story occurred that shook the entire local police department and became a lesson for many people. One evening, a young woman named Emily was returning home from work. She walked through the quiet park, enjoying the evening breeze. Not far from her house, there was a patrol car with two police officers inside Jake and Ryan. They were known for their jokes and often entertained themselves to brighten up their dull days. But this time, their joke went too…..Read Full Story Here…….
Laura stood in front of the mirror. She was ready—almost. All that remained was to slip on her shoes and pick up her bag. Still, she couldn’t stop staring sadly at her reflection. She had never liked the color black, but today, it didn’t matter. She wore a black dress with black tights, and a fitted black jacket layered on top. Her dark hair was pulled back tightly into a ponytail, her face bare of almost any makeup. In her hands, she clutched a pair of sunglasses—the kind meant to shield not from sunlight, but from the eyes of others.…