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
After impatiently waiting for several months, we- the happy couple finally set the date to visit the beach. The whole week just went perfectly, we partied, and we danced to loud music and dined with creamy crabs. Full of food and high on spirits, on the last night he planned a sweet surprise for me.
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,
I woke up suddenly by a thumping noise. I realized the sheets of my bed were completely drenched in sweat, but it felt like I saw something move inside the mirror. A face, white and pale in color, with hollow eyes and crimson fluid dripping from the vacant place once where was her eyes. She
Hey guys I am back with part 2, here is the link of my 1st part – Benoy? Are you alright? Benoy ????? What the fu** just happened? For how long are you gonna take revenge on that poor girl, she already paid for her mistakes, now leave her alone, please I am begging you.
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
– This is a work of fiction, not for weak hearted, treadle ahead with care. – I think I have a split personality when I write, deep in thoughts, with words spilling on paper I get lost in who I am and what I am doing. It’s like I become someone else entirely for those
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
Hey guys, I wrote this entry for Blood Into Ink Writing Prompt Challenge , and it got published today. Check it out guys. Yayy I am so happy 🙂 . So here it goes- Will you show me love, as we get older, as I’m falling at your feet? You yourself are not sure about
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
“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
Maira, did you take your pill on time, asked the nurse. Yes, I did, now stop bothering me, the nurse left silently, cursing her luck as she locked the door on her way back. How dare you accuse me like that , I loved you and this is what I get in return, Maira spewed
There is a dark presence in every one of us, but we acknowledge to ignore it, boy sometimes that works wonders for us. I am sure you are familiar with a spider’s net, so intriguing in its own way. The curves, the unending pain of the stuck victims, which strikes fear in its prey’s heart.
The human anatomy is a delicate and intricate set of work, done precisely to excel at many things, including their primal urges- mating, self-preservation, and killing. There are several parts of our body, functioning in their own separate ways, yet in unison. But my favorite is the neck, so delicate yet agile. From a single
“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
I am in a dark room, and I have no clue how I got here. Why is the spider the main key element of fear? How would I know, I am asking you. I thank the lord as this time I am not tied up to anything, that’s a relief but my eyes are paining
Was it worth it, the TV interview? I am not sure that was a good idea as I am still thinking about it, what happens when people know who I am and what I do. Well, I will cross that bridge when I come to it, let’s see what happens next. After ghosts, drugs and
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
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
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…
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
I have been having the same dream regularly since I was a child. I wake up and I’m in my bed, there is someone in the house. I can hear the footsteps moving around, coming up the stairs, slowly, if I stay still, maybe the person won’t come for me. I can hear him coming