Top 10 Most Common Birthdays Novels & Stories

"And what's your exact birth date?" Curiosity was written all over her face as she responded to me. "October 7th. Why do you want to know, Jay-jay? I told you I don't celebrate it." I felt a chill run down my spine. October 7th. The same day as my birthday. The same year. The same birth city. It couldn't be a mere coincidence, could it? "I'm just curious," I said, trying to keep my voice casual. "It's interesting to know these things about friends."

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Each tap echoed loudly in my ears, even though the room itself was quiet. I waited. I waited for that familiar little tick, then the soft click, then the green light that would tell me I was in. Instead, a small sharp buzzer sounded, followed immediately by a red light flashing back at me. Wrong. My heart dropped. “Wrong again?” I whispered, more shocked than angry this time. I stared at the safe like it had personally betrayed me. If anyone had anything to do with locks or passwords, the average person always uses birthdays. It’s the most common thing in the world. Birthdays are easy to remember, impossible to forget even if you tried. That’s why almost fifty percent of people use them.

“But whose?” “Good question,” I agreed. I took a deep breath and thought about what I knew concerning the facility and the Ternion in general before I started thinking out loud. “Well, I’m guessing October and March are probably right. Because no other numbers really sound like zero or three.” I pointed to the numbers I was referring to on the paper. “So… who has birthdays in October and March that would have anything at all to do with this place?” Dax offered a few names of people he had met. “Aaron? Your sister?”

He asked curiously. "Mine." She replied, smiling. "How can you have two birthdays at the same time?" "I wonder. My real birthday is January but my brother celebrates it for me every 7th of July. He called it my special birthday from him and that's how it has been over the years now. I keep on forgetting whenever he sends me gifts which is why I used it as my pass code. July 7 feels more like my birthday than January 20. I was born on a different day but I celebrate it on a different day."

After all, it was my choice to spend those ten years chasing love. However, for the rest of my life, I wouldn't be a moth flying into a flame anymore. I'd be a bird instead—free to fly anywhere in this vast world.

I sorted for balance. “Where do you want to go for your birthday?” Okay, this is surprising. “Why? You want to cut the cake with me?” I flopped despite the joy I felt for his taking note of my birthday. “Can’t I?” “If only you wouldn’t be celebrating Rose Waldeen. Can you afford to miss it?” Rose Waldeen, the Tiktok drama-doll, shares the same birth date as me. And to add, it is her 15th birthday, the year all female teenagers go berserk for. I doubt Lucky Rogers would ditch that for my birthday.

“Well, I’m guessing October and March are probably right. Because no other numbers really sound like zero or three. So, who has birthdays in October and March that would have anything at all to do with this place?” “Aaron? Your sister?” Dax offered. “I have no idea when Aaron’s birthday is,” Cassidy admitted. “And Cadence’s birthday is in September. But…” she wracked her brain trying to come up with who else might be important enough to have their birthdays be the code. “Wait a minute! This place has been here since before my dad was born.” “So?” Dax asked, looking at her in confusion. “So… it might not be Aaron’s and Cadence’s birthdays—it might be, my grandparents’ birthdays! October 29 wa

“Day after tomorrow.” “Feast of the Archangels,” Tommy said, nodding. “Christ’s birth date, to boot.” Richard hesitated, his beer wavering at his lips. He lowered the Michelob. “Come again?” “That date,” he said with a sideways glance, “Michelle’s birthday. She shares it with someone famous! It was also the birthday of Jesus Christ, they’re thinking maybe.” “I don’t get it—what’s the punch line? Who is ‘they’?”

Waoww… A light bulb lit up in my head. Sometime in the past, I had read from a post online that eighty per cent of people use their birthdays as passwords, and the other twenty per cent go for easy ones like 1234 or its reverse, 4321, or just repeat two different numbers twice. For word passwords, many use ‘password’ or the name of someone important to them, like their mom, spouse, pet, or crush. Damn, I’m a genius!