Your Password Novels & Stories

I ask "Right, Let's ask him" she rushes to the door and opens it. "You comin?" she asks pausing. "I gotta use the restroom" I say, she nods and leaves. I start brushing my teeth staring at myself through the mirror 'What could be the password?' my brain asks. 'I highly suggest its related to Bazoda' replies my gut. 'Agreed but a number' my brain asks. "Maybe the number if times mom travelled?" suggests my gut.

A house that belonged only to her and her two children. That night, after Leo and the two children left, she opened the shopping app to order some furniture. However, when she tried to pay, she realized that she had changed her phone and the shopping app did not save her account password, so she needed to log in again. The account name was easy to find, it should be her current mobile phone number, but what would the password be?

Meredith stared at the screen blinking for a moment. “What’s the password?” Meredith asked still staring at the screen. “My birthday. And mine is yours. So we don’t forget.” Brayden seemed very proud of that. “Okay. Well first off I don’t remember your birthday. I am not sure if you even told me. And secondly isn’t that a bit easy to hack into? Aren’t passwords supposed to be, you know, secure.” Meredith turned to look at him wondering what he was thinking.

Nafeli Gelanis said placing a tiny black wooden leather box in front of me which hold a small black device were bunch of numbers were displayed. “What are this numbers?” I asked taking keen interest in key “This numbers are the code that you will require to enter along with you password to access your account with us, this codes are generated from our main satellite and keep refreshing every 30 seconds” Ms. Nafeli further explained “What about my password?” I questioned her back and Ms. Nafeli pulled out a silver hard case briefcase from her side, she used her finger print and some password to access it, once it was open she pressed couple of buttons and then turned it towards me “We will se

Just woke up, she didn't want to eat anything heavy, so she ordered a few stir-fried dishes. When it was time to make the payment, she hesitated for a moment and instinctively wanted to ask Terry for the password. However, before she could say anything, Jessica hesitated for a second and tentatively entered her own birthday. However, the payment prompt indicated that the password was incorrect. She raised an eyebrow, gave up trying, and shouted directly towards Terry in the bathroom, "Mr. Davison, what is your payment password?" Terry was brushing his teeth, muttering something, but Jessica still heard clearly. "080818."

My mind shifted it's focus to an article that I had read on social media earlier today, Twitter to be precise. It was about the multi Billionaire CEO of Sparta Enterprises, named Simon Lawson. Apparently, he was getting married in a few days, to some mystery girl that no one had any idea about. When the media asked him for his reason for keeping the identity of the girl he was getting married to a secret, his response, was that he just didn't want people harrassing her. It was a sweet response, that made me smile when I read it; how sweet of him.

Xavier said as he and Aurelio walked in, but Aurelio's mind was not there as the password scene kept replaying in his mind. "1290553, that was the same password as Vicky's own. Is this password in any way connected to him? A password such as digits is almost impossible to be the same," Xavier, who had been talking the whole time, paused upon noticing Aurelio's silence. "What is it, buddy?" Aurelio looked at him, "That password..." Xavier's eyes furrowed his brow on him, "What about it?" Xavier asked, doubt evident in his voice.

Please, please, please! With trembling fingers, I tap on the icons for F******k and I*******m, eager to lose myself in the familiar feeds of friends and acquaintances. But as the apps load, my heart sinks once again. Gawking at the login screens, my accounts inexplicably logged out. So I enter my username and password, my fingers flying across the screen with difficulty. And as I hit the login button, a new and more profound creepy sensation settles in the pit of my stomach. The error message flashes across the screen in bold red letters: ‘Username and password are incorrect’.

"Sarah, please... the engineer will take at least an hour to drive out here, and I am already way behind schedule. I can't wait that long. It’s just a simple guest log entry. I'll log out the second I'm done, I swear." Sarah sighed softly on the line, the sound of her clicking a pen echoing over the speaker. "You owe me a huge cup of coffee for this, Marcus." "I'll buy you three!" Marcus promised. "Fine. Write this down," Sarah said. "The password is all lowercase: shadows2026!" "Got it. shadows2026!" Marcus repeated, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he typed the letters into the glowing box. "Thank you so much, Sarah. You're a lifesaver."

But I don't want to have any kind of hope now after hearing the news that they are searching bride for him. "OK Ms.Nira Joshi. Now coming to the point, start designing the project by combining both our presentations. I have sent you my presentation in the mail yesterday itself. Then You can use my computer till I reach the office. I will allot a cabin for you. The password for the computer is 211093.", he said it in one go. Did he just say that the password is 211093? That is my birthday. Why will he keep my birthday to be his PC password.