“Hey, remember that old treehouse we built when we were kids?” Sam looked over at his sister, Leelee, her eyes glazed over with nostalgia. “How could I forget?” Leelee’s smile grew as she stared at the rotting wooden structure in the backyard. “It was our kingdom, our fortress from the outside world.” The two siblings had returned to their childhood home...
“Hey, did you hear about the old clock tower?” Yuze asked, his eyes wide with curiosity as he poked a stick into the crackling campfire. “What about it?” Susu replied, her marshmallow on a stick perfectly toasting to a golden brown. Yuze leaned in closer, the flames casting dancing shadows across his face. “They say it’s haunted,” he said, his voice low...
"Why can't we go outside today?" little BB asked, his voice echoing in the dimly lit room.
His grandmother looked up from her rocking chair, the candlelight playing shadows on her wrinkled face. "Because, BB, today is a very special day," she said, her eyes twinkling with a mysterious glint. "Today, we're going on an adventure."
"Why do we have to move?" little Timmy asked, his eyes wide with confusion as he clutched the worn teddy bear. His mother, Lily, took a deep breath and knelt beside him, her eyes reflecting the same sadness he felt. "Well, Timmy," she began, her voice gentle yet firm, "sometimes, life takes us on different paths, and we have to go where there are more opportunities for us to be happy and grow."...
On the edge of Balik Pulau, where the sun dipped low over the horizon and turned the sky into a watercolor painting of pinks and purples, stood an old Victorian house. The paint was peeling, and the garden was overgrown with wildflowers, but it had stories buried within its walls. This was the home of eleven-year-old Lily Tan.
