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Retired Crash Dummy Turned Highest Self I used to wear my pain like armor I thought being ride or die made me strong That sacrificing myself for love meant I was loyal That being chosen meant I had to endure being broken first But the truth is, I was a crash dummy for pain. I was male centered Raised in a dynamic where I believed love had to be earned by pleasing fixing and proving And because of that, I attracted someone who mirrored everything I hadnt healed A narcissist who didnt just hurt me he exposed me He mirrored my abandonment wounds He mirrored the emotional neglect I had normalized He mirrored the gaslighting I grew up with and learned to call love That relationship wasnt a curse It was an initiation It forced me to see myself To stop pretending To stop calling trauma loyalty To face my inner child who never got chosen who never got protected who never got told she was enough just by being And for the first time I chose her That pain led me to my power That heartbreak cracked me open That darkness made me meet my light I stopped chasing love and started becoming it I stopped begging for the bare minimum and started expecting divine alignment And the moment I stopped identifying with struggle my true lover came The one who sees me holds me and respects me not because I earned it but because hes aligned with the healed version of me The version that knows what she deserves The version that no longer mistakes intensity for intimacy The version that no longer crashes for love I am no longer the girl who thought love meant pain I am the woman who met herself and then met her match*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

This visual poem explores the difficult process of outgrowing the person you love. *This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

Mosi, a fluffy orange-and-black cute tiger, leaves the cozy forest cabin to start an adventure, filled with curiosity. Along the way, it befriends Rongrong -- a round, fluffy, chirping companion. The two chase dandelion fluff, watch fish in shallow streams, take shelter from rain in a tree hollow (and spot a rainbow afterward), play with little crabs by a small waterfall, and watch glowing fireflies at sunset. During the journey, Mosi learns to cherish nature and friendship. At the end of Season 1, it says a temporary goodbye to the forest, promising to return for more adventures.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

A psychological drama that follows a corporate employee, as he endures an unusual and harsh disciplinary measure introduced by a new Japanese manager. Isolated with no tasks to perform, the mental resilience is put to the test.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

High Rise is a dramatic and comedic look into the lives of diverse neighbors living in a luxury Atlanta high rise. The series explores themes of power, money, seduction, love, deception, and heartbreak as friendships fail and drama "elevates". *This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

Explore the mesmerizing world of Dreamland, a futuristic animated short film that delves into the realms of fantasy and technology. This captivating drama unfolds a tale of friendship and life, set against the backdrop of a futuristic society.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

Late at night, the hospital fades from the bustle of daytime -- only the faint glow of the overhead lights in the corridors flickers through the darkness, wrapped in a piercing silence. Ella, a 20-year-old Western female nurse, stands alone in the monitoring room, wearing a crisp white nurse's uniform. Her fingers glide across the screen as she conducts her routine check of the real-time feeds from each ward. Her gaze flicks to the empty ward, and suddenly, she freezes. The room has long since been emptied -- but on the monitor, a blurry dark figure is moving slowly. She frowns, zooms in on the screen, and stares intently; the figure gradually becomes clearer: it is hunched over, pacing back and forth around the hospital bed in the center of the ward, the hem of its dress brushing faintly against the edge of the bed. The sight is unsettling enough to send a chill through her. "That can't be..." Ella murmurs under her breath, clenching the flashlight in her hand. She decides to investigate the empty ward in person. Pushing open the monitoring room door, a cold gust of air hits her face. Her footsteps echo as she walks through the dim corridors, each step landing like a beat against the silence. She pushes the empty ward's door open gently -- inside, the room is bare, filled only with the smell of disinfectant. The hospital bed is neatly made as always, and there is no sign of anyone hiding in the corners. made as always, and there is no sign of anyone hiding in the corners. Just as she lets out a breath of relief and turns to leave, a sharp squeak suddenly cuts through the silence -- the door behind her slams shut by itself! Ella's heart lurches. She scrambles to yank the door handle, but no matter how hard she pulls, the door won't budge an inch, as if welded shut. "person" wearing an identical white nurse's uniform -- with a side profile identical to Ella's -- sits in Ella's former seat. Her finger glides slowly over the monitor showing the empty ward, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile tugs at the corner of her mouth.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest