Mountain by Hawra’a Khalfan

The first time the police drove me home I was eighteen years old. I couldn’t be at home anymore, I couldn’t breathe in that unswerving state. It didn’t matter how hard I inhaled, I was gasping empty breaths. I carried around a wrinkled old brown bag everywhere with me. I couldn’t even go to the bathroom without it. It was an extension to my being. The more wrinkled that bag got, the more I realized that this isn’t it for me. That’s when it all started. That’s when I realized I couldn’t live that life anymore. Continue reading →

Mountain by Osman Naeem

Cliffhanger Murphy had overcome all of life’s trivialities as a young boy. His father always told him there was nothing more fulfilling than reaching one’s peak. And so he sought out to conquer mountains, it was a purpose he gave to the rest of his life. The youngling used to climb into class through the window by the time he was fifteen. Continue reading →

Mountain by Ahmed AlRasheed

They looked at me, like I was a prize, both males as I was told by my mother. She made certain I knew what I was going to see from this agonizing world; humans. That’s what she called these species, ugly, scary, disgusting humans. Continue reading →

Mountain by Suha

It was the darkest hour of the night. After ensuring that everyone was fast asleep, I slipped out of the house. Slowly and cautiously, I walked out of my small neighborhood and entered the unkempt wilderness. It didn’t take me too long to reach the foot of the mountain, about half an hour. Continue reading →