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Glancing Out The Window

Glancing Out The Window By Seema Khatoon Story Description: In “Glancing Out The Window,” Debbi, a devoted mother and wife in her forties, finds strength and peace in the simplicity of everyday life. While balancing her children’s upbringing, housekeeping, studies, and health struggles, she learns that true beauty lies not in luxury but in the heart. Through quiet reflection and unwavering faith, Debbi discovers that education, patience, and love are the real treasures that shape a fulfilling life. Debbi was an ordinary woman in her early forties—active, graceful, and quietly determined. Her life wasn’t glamorous, but it carried meaning. She woke up before sunrise, prepared breakfast, and gently woke her children for school. Her days were filled with household chores, endless laundry, and the hum of responsibilities that never seemed to pause. Still, Debbi faced each morning with a smile, whispering to herself that tomorrow would be kinder. Her lifestyle was unlike that of other women ...

Lost and Found: A Twin’s Journey



Lost and Found: A Twin’s Journey


Twin sisters torn apart by betrayal and fate find their way back to each other through unexpected twists and the kindness of a stranger. A story of survival, forgiveness, and new beginnings.



Hannah and Kathy were twin sisters studying at the same college. One day, Hannah borrowed Kathy’s car and drove off with her friends, leaving Kathy to take the bus home. But that night, Hannah didn’t return—and she wasn’t answering any calls.


Meanwhile, Kathy was struggling too. A supposed friend gave her a drink that made her dizzy, and she passed out. When she woke up three days later, she was locked inside a strange apartment. Panicked, she broke the loose lock, fled down the stairs, and escaped the building.


Later that day, when Hannah finally arrived home, disheveled and dirty, Kathy didn’t recognize her. Mistaking her for a beggar, Kathy shut the door in her face.


Hurt and alone, Hannah went to her friends’ houses, but none of them helped. Exhausted and hopeless, she looked up at the sky and cried out, “God, help me.”


That’s when a car lightly struck her. The driver—Lucas—rushed out to help. Seeing her condition, he offered her shelter. Hannah stayed at Lucas’s home as long as she needed. He gave her food, clean clothes, and a place to rest. But deep in her heart, she missed her sister terribly.


Back at home, Kathy caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror—charcoal smudged her face, a reminder of the nightmare she had endured. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.


It was Hannah.


Kathy’s eyes filled with tears as she opened the door. “Where have you been?”


Hannah hugged her tightly. “I’m so happy to find you,” she said. “I have to tell you everything.”


She explained how her classmates had lied about going to the movies, drove recklessly into the hills, and dumped her car. They blindfolded her, and when she woke up, she was trapped in an apartment with no idea how she got there.


Lucas, standing nearby, had heard the whole story. Quietly, he knocked on the door again, handing Hannah a necklace she had lost in his car.


From that moment, Lucas became more than just a stranger. He stayed in touch, supported Hannah emotionally, and even helped her land a job at his friend’s company. Through pain and confusion, the twins had found each other again—and a new friend who reminded them that hope can return when least expected.





Have you ever lost someone, only to find them again in the most unexpected way?


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