In a quaint countryside cottage, nestled between dense woods and rolling meadows, lived a young woman named Emily. She had recently moved to the area seeking solitude and inspiration for her writing. Little did she know that the cottage held a dark secret. As nights grew longer and colder, Emily noticed peculiar occurrences. Whispers echoed…
Amidst the scorching heat in the plains, my two friends and I desperately longed for a vacation. We yearned for respite from the oppressive temperatures that seemed to cling to our very skin. After much contemplation, we decided to embark on a trip to Jammu, seeking solace in the cool embrace of the mountains. Our…
I felt it again tonight. Why is it that I am not repelled of a touch that feels anything but humane? Why is it that I wish never to lose the feeling of being touched by a dark, gloomy sensation that haunts me every night? I let him haunt me. I wish he haunts me…
The town of Ravenswood was once a tranquil haven, but that all changed when darkness descended upon its streets. An ominous presence had awoken, releasing a malevolent force that turned the town’s serenity into a realm of nightmares. Whispers echoed through the alleys, spreading tales of a haunted mansion at the heart of Ravenswood. Its…
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled deep within the forests of India, there was a quaint little town called Bhairavpur. Known for its picturesque beauty and rich cultural heritage, Bhairavpur was a place where ancient myths and legends came alive. However, there was one particular tale that sent shivers down the spines…
Fear. Everyone fears some thing or the other. An experience or a moment where you either do or die, this feeling in the pit of your stomach that a storm is about to hit. A storm that is unknown. Rick, a teenage boy who knows nothing about the wonders of life. A young man who…
september 23, 1999 A young girl was walking down the aisle of a big hotel, named after the famous dancer Michael Jackson, the name of the hotel was MicKson. The young girl was wearing a yellowish dress which gives a wealthy smell. And the elegance in her walk helps you to smell the scent of…
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The cold wind would whisper through my room, as I’d sit on my desk in the after-hours, to study for my final exams. Maybe it was then, maybe it started before, perhaps it was always there. It was a habit for me to study for my exams throughout the night, where everything was silent, while…
In a small, forgotten village nestled deep within the dense woods, rumors whispered of a cursed black magic book known as the Ebony Grimoire. According to legend, it held immense power, capable of granting unimaginable desires to those who dared to unlock its secrets. However, the price was steep, for it came with a malevolent…
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