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  • uttkarsh_15 46w

    It's not the first time ,I can ignore once but it happens a lot with me.
    Mirakee you really need to fix these bugs because it's making the mirakee really uncomfortable .
    - Just an honest review
    #mirakee #miraquill @miraquill @writersnework #update #problem #glitch #error #review

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    Really Glitchy

    I just noticed a post where i got replied about 6h ago , But I checked my notification feed and the things that happened at 6h ago ,
    And i can't find that comment on my notification...

  • barbad 54w

    अब भी हम तेरी ही कसम खाते है
    तू हो ना हो तु बेशकीमती ही रहेगा

  • mrspectacular 55w


    'This has to be most silly job I have chosen all my life. Saving people? Who is going to save me when I need to be saved, myself?', Andrew nags as he works at his desk as Captain of the Federal Fire Service.
    There is a part of him that does not seem to like his job. His eyes would most time glitch whenever they are called in for an emergency. He'd chosen the job because it was the only job available and he could not stand being idle. Remembering why he had got into the job in the first place, he would charge him not to quit despite his fear of heights. One time, he had gone on a rescue mission at the sixth floor of a seven storey apartment and had to employ a ramp and ladder for the operation but just as he was billed to mount the ladder, the thought of being on the sixth floor made him chicken out from the rescue mission and earned him some great ridicule from his subordinates covertly. They asked,
    'How did he even become captain in the first place?'
    'Oh he is such a wussy'
    'I bet I could be a better captain than he could ever be?'
    They all seem so troubled that the Governor may have made the wrong pick by having Andrew Glasswick head the Fire Department with his fear of heights. Against it, they rage silently while planning on how to disgrace him out of the Fire Department. Nose to the drawing board, they begin to strategize.
    Tongue in cheek, they decide to make him feel like they still respect him as chief hauling insincere cheers at him as frequently as possible that he quickly becomes soft potty in their hands. It gives him some sort of false confidence. He suddenly begins to feel invincible.
    On a certain Wednesday afternoon, a fire breaks out up north at a block of apartments, twenty floors tall and engulfs virtually the entire building. Grabbing his gear, he rallies his team to get to the fire truck. Anxious to save as many lives as possible, he hurries everyone over to the scene of the fire nearly tipping the fire truck he is piloting in the process.
    Steadying himself and the firetruck with panache, he charges further for the scene of the fire to save lives.
    Arriving the venue, he jumps down from the truck enthusiastically, reaching for the pipes, he let it rip but it only makes the fire madder as though it is the devil himself in control of the fire. He quickly sends for some sandy reinforcement having realized that water would not really cut it in this blazing, extra-furious fire he is faced with. It is his twelfth year at the fire department but he has never come across a fire such as this.
    He had rescued, quenched and even walked right through different fires in the past but this one would end him if he dared enter, considering its magnitude. He never did believe that there could be a fire situation that would make him cower until this one.
    While trying to douse the fire, a woman who seems to just be returning from work with her husband weeps upon seeing the burning building,
    'God! No....My kids.... somebody help my kids'
    'Madam, you have kids in there?', Captain Andrew asks
    'Yes...Yes....Please help them', she cries. 'Please don't let them die'
    'We will do our best, madam', Captain Andrew assures rather pacifyingly.
    The mere idea of running into such a huge fire terrifies Captain Andrew let alone searching for the kids on the sixth floor so he quickly begins to issue instructions to his subordinates on how to go into the building and save the day.
    All said and done, he exhausts his men who merely manage to reach the third floor but come out choking while three lose their lives to choking and extreme burns.
    Having exhausted every possible means of getting the children out, he decides the only option is for him to go in there and rescue them himself.
    Turning away from the building, he gets into his fire truck and drives away from the area but looking at the disappointed, terrified, surprised and not so surprised people behind him in the firetruck's side mirror, he begins to feel very ashamed of himself.
    A man who had always wanted to save lives at all cost should be able to brave this fire just to save whoever is in it particularly with the kids involved.
    Besides, this should be an opportunity to prove those subordinates, who felt he does not deserve the position of Captain, wrong.
    Stopping the truck, shifting the gear-stick into reverse, he brings the truck back into the position it was when they earlier arrived. He is terrified but the life of those three children in the burning building are at stake. He can hardly keep his heart in his chest as it pounds heavily with each step he takes towards the raging fire.
    Soaking himself with water from the fire engine, he knows it is time to face his biggest demon. Charging into the building like an aggrieved warrior, he struggles to climb the stairs but is brought down twice at the fourth staircase.
    By now, the water has become sweat. He takes a deep breath and charges up the stairs once more making it. While he climbs, his only thoughts are how he would come down again as he hears the stairs he had climbed collapse behind him.
    The streets outside the building are crowded with people, cheering, praying and being afraid of what might go wrong in the operation. Andrew gets through to the kids although they are already unconscious from inhaling the smoke from the fire.
    Grabbing the three children, he proceeds to get them out safely to their parents wailing and crying six floors down. He searches for an alternative exit as the one he had come through had just caved in. He radios his officers on the ground to prepare for a jump-off(Trampoline jump off the roof of the building). He does not like the idea but he has no choice. He begins to make his way to the roof with each step towards the roof he would pause and wish another option presents itself before continuing to the roof.
    Getting to the roof, he trembles inside of him terribly but pretends to be bold for the sake of the children he is saving.
    'It's just a few feet. Do this for the sake of these kids', he says to himself while thinking of how to jump unto the trampoline without looking down and without fear. Taking a look down once, he drops to his knees as if giving up.
    Then with a potent smile, he looks up to the sky and asks,
    'Please Lord, Save us', and with that, he takes a leap unsure of if he would get down there in one piece. Within seconds, he finds that he is safely on the ground with the kids all well.
    'That was great sir', some of his subordinate say as they congratulate him for the save. He can tell some people are not happy about his feat but he could care less.
    The news travels around the country like wildfire and he is invited for lunch with the first family a few days after the event that people soon dub 'An Encounter With The Angel Of Fire'. At the lunch with the president, he is asked how he did achieve the feat so bravely.
    'Oh no, that was not me. That was His power at work in me', he says looking to the sky.


  • mr_duffer 59w

    उसकी एक ही ख्वाईश है कि मुझे खुश देखना
    मगर उसकों मुझे खुश उसके बगैर हैं देखना

  • sarahrachelea 59w

    For I am both
    The Queen of Wands and The Empress
    Your life will be error without me


  • saba_alvi 66w

    Technical Error

    For those who criticize me the way I look and call me ugly; I have emailed God and have asked for revisions in the piece and mentioned that the customers are not satisfied, as He is in charge of the Company.
    I'll answer you as soon as I'll receive any answer. Thanks.

  • yours_fortune 71w

    Making a typo in an online argument is equivalent of voice cracking in an verbal argument.


  • the_crescent 89w

    Love of my life


    error 404


  • deactivate_user 93w

    Looking For Errors,
    You Will Only Find

    Night, Like A
    Light Velvet, Stellar

    To Lovely Meadows
    And Pastoral

    The White Clouds
    Where Some Old
    shepards Have Their


  • chaseofletters 98w


    El error mas grande que he cometido es pensar que lo que doy y sacrifico me regresará de la misma persona a quien y por quien hago todo.

  • outofleague 99w

    #blue_pd_nowhere #positional #error
    Picture Courtesy: Jon Tyson

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  • mrspectacular 105w


    Six times, she got her ass by regression, kicked.
    Six times, the error button was clicked
    And in turn, her fears' switches were all flicked.
    The tension was so much that she, in franticness, hicked.
    Her greatest fears had her butt kicked;
    Oh its arse she licked.
    Her disposition at that point, it derogatorily mimicked
    Constantly was she, by her own pains nicked.
    After which all of her is picked,
    Juggled in mouth and dumped into an ocean of filth after it sicked.
    Oh how slow time ticked
    As she is tortured in the water of filth.

    She is drowning deep
    And the creatures of this water seem to creep.
    Her head above water, she finds difficult to keep.
    Tossed to and fro in the filth as the waves sweep,
    All she can do is weep.
    Hoping she doesn't drown completely.

    Rescue comes just a little while before she is consumed
    Putting her in the blue warm pool she was to have assumed
    Before she, herself doomed
    With joy, she greatly fumed
    With the feathers of happiness, she has been plumed.

    A dive into the victory pool she does take
    But a swim in it is no piece of cake
    For it feels like a lake
    A particularly violent make
    In the same way of filthy sea, this too does rake
    So she pleads for her name sake,
    "Keep my head above this water so that it does not my life take".


  • mrspectacular 106w


    Before now, my will was your prisoner
    Then, I had no issues with my piety
    But at the moment, it is a pity
    My piety is now in need of a coroner
    For it has been brutally murdered.

    Only you can bring this to an end
    How? By taking him back into thine custody
    So that the world does not make of your judgement, a parody.
    Let us not pretend
    My will is not yet fit to roam free.

    It still has in its bloodstream, large traces of treachery.
    Father, have him locked up
    For he has refused to drink of the cleanliness cup.
    It seems he learned while being locked up, the art of archery
    But he excercises it the wrong way.

    Hunting many of the wrong things
    And of the right ones a few
    If only we envisaged or even knew
    That this was what he brings
    My life and I would have left him locked up with you

    But we thought he had changed
    Hence we requested for his release, for we also had him missed
    But overtime, his attitude has got us pissed
    He behaves like one who is still mentally deranged
    So please come arrest him once again.

    For he is yet unruly
    If possible, lock him away permanently.


  • _genja_ 108w


  • sahil_sankhe_1796 115w


    To err is human
    To error is machine!


  • canadian_cowboy 121w

    In a moment of sheer madness, she plunged the dagger in up to the hilt; and immediately realized she'd made a huge mistake that she would regret forever.

    She wanted to take it back, but it could not be undone.


  • pausedthoughts77 123w

    Error 143

    I always found my self wrong at each and every point of our relationship
    Either if i found wrong at some point
    I also find some reason who insist to being wrong

  • hiteshrathod 124w


    You make errors itself proves that you do something difficult.

  • mr_dark_angel 131w

    In a lifetime, you make many friends, maybe a lots of it doesn't matter. Just think how many of them will stand with you in your need. If the number is at least more than 3 you are a very luckiest one...!


  • rightcalling 133w

    A flock of writers has been left so many answers to my question, I often wonder how they come to know about the same before asking or have I ever met or text them in my dream without even meeting at once? ������️��

    After waking up, I forgot everything about & that's why I write to get more interaction with them. ✍️��✨��⏰

    #accordingtoplan #textingyouislike #travelling #finding #existence #priority #recognize #vibrations #dreamstory #cheeseorchoco #positivity #horror #error #voice ����️��

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