Category: Fiction

When The Light Went Dark

While I was stranded in complete darkness, arms spread in front of me, hoping to find a way out, I touched something strange, felt like someone’s face. I don’t want to sound mean, but the dead are pretty clueless. I’ve always seen them. When I was younger everyone thought I was just talking to imaginary

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Why Are We Mute?

The role that a mother plays in a child’s life is beyond compare. My mother was fierce, compassionate, and the most important one – always fought for those who couldn’t fight for themselves. But one fateful event shattered everything before us, and I lost my most precious person forever. Hello, my name is Nadira Banerjee

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An Ominous Crescendo

I do not believe in ghosts, never did. But something strange happened that night, which changed my views about them entirely. I was 16 when, one June, my family moved to a new house, hidden behind trees, high-ceilinged and replete with corridors. This sudden gift of space was not before time. Ours, in fact, was

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She Died, I Couldn’t- Final Part

Neurotic – a person who is afflicted with a neurosis or who tends to be emotionally unstable or unusually anxious. Some people are neurotic in nature, they hide it behind their beautiful yet deceiving and cunning exterior. Have you ever wondered, all those actions caused by you, how they are affecting people around you? No,

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I Couldn’t, But He Lived

I can smell something rotting around me, maybe it is me. I am not sure anymore after what happened tonight. All I can see is flames, surrounding me, the flame is searing into my skin, I can’t breathe, my lungs are filled with fumes and toxic gas. I can see him now, his eyes fixed

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Something shifts beneath

Father told me never to go down our old basement, but I wanted to know the noise, which came constantly throughout the night. It kind of sounds like a cat meowing, and I wanted to see the cat so I opened the basement door and tiptoed down a bit. I didn’t see any cat, as

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What to do when your child is a psychopath?

  At 11, Priya was just over 4 feet tall and has wavy black hair and a steady gaze.  She flashed a smile when I ask about her favorite subject (biology) and grimaces when I ask about her least favorite (math).  She seems poised and cheerful, a normal preteen.  But when we steer into uncomfortable

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Ria Diaries Episode 7: The Final Twist Part 1

“Mr. Bose, you look pale after the phone call? Anything wrong?” Uncle questioned the honest looking man. “It was him again, forcing me to get into this business, threatening me day and night to be a part of this drug cartel case you and your little niece cracked a few weeks ago. The channel is

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Ria Diaries Episode 6: Dripping

“Ria wake up, your uncle is calling you downstairs”, I heard mom’s urgent voice from the cracked door. As I hurried down the stairs, I couldn’t shake an unpleasant feeling inside, that something terrible is going to happen. “Ria why were you so late? Anyways Mr. Bakshi is getting transferred to another station, tomorrow morning

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Ria Diaries Episode 4: The Haunted Warehouse Part 2

Continuation from the first part… Vanished into thin air. “Oh my god that was a real ghost, I don’t want to die here, what have I done…”, shouted Mr Bakshi. “Come on Bakshi, gather courage, you are a policeman for God’s sake!”, argued my Uncle. But I was in my own mind, lost, what have

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Ria Diaries Episode 3: The Haunted Warehouse Part 1

The calling bell rang…It’s 10 PM. Who could it be? “Roy, at this hour?”, Mother cried… “Where’s Ria? There you are, get dressed we have an interesting case you will love it…” “Do you find this a joke every time taking my dear daughter to cases like such? Last day I heard she was examining

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Ria Diaries Episode 1: The First Murder Case

So here I was standing, with a dead body of a lady lying, I assume to be around the age of 25-26. “What was her age?” asked by Inspector Chowdhury, my lovely uncle. “26”, said by a young, muscular. Ah, my assumption was right. I am always right! Lowered my spectacles in pride. Moving on…

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Ria Diaries Episode 2: The Cold Case

A few months back There it goes, slowly mixing, drowning within itself. Red color swirls circle in the water before they disappear down the sink. I stare at my hands and continue scrubbing the blood off them.  My skin burns from the constant scouring but the stains remain stubborn, refusing to disappear. They smile at

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