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When I saw the woman in the middle of the road swat thin air, I recognized it; schizophrenia. I approached her, she turned, and her face distorting horribly, her hands waved me away. “No, no! Go, go now!” she demanded, heading off down the road. I followed at some distance, trying carefully not to spook
The mole above his lip, at the left side, the way his lips curled when he smiled, the way he adjusted his specs and his messy hair fell on his forehead… Yup… I fell head over heels within a few fragments of time…but didn’t mean you knew everything about me likewise. But, if you are
Just as he was starting to calm down, he heard a knock on the door. He turned around quickly, his heart beating like a drum, and took a few steps forward. He was having a hard time breathing now, but he didn’t notice that. If his fingernails were digging into his palms hard enough to
The graveyard welcomes Everyone that comes in, And they never leave.
The trip was on and we left for Havelock Island two days later; Priyanka, Vihaan and I, while sending Devank miss you texts. Priyanka, my BFF had always been great at convincing me, and I? Great at being convinced. Hence, that’s why I could leave my boyfriend, Devank to be with these two. Vihaan is
Hey guys, the first chapter of my new story is up. Read it friends and let me know how was it ❤ ❤ Click the link 👇 Will You Stay?
“Let’s take the night into the morning!” read Deep loudly from Rumi’s cell phone. “What’s that supposed to mean? What’s going on here?” Deep had asked. Rumi had feigned ignorance while grabbing the phone from him citing that she was surprised herself as to how that ‘person’ had got her number. She was well aware
‘Park here,’ Tia said, ‘We’re early and I’d like to sit in the sunshine for a while.’ Daksh parked the car in one of the empty bays and went to purchase a ticket. When he got back to the car Tia was standing by the door grinning broadly. ‘See!’ she said. ‘You’re holding on to
I strained a smile and sipped from my cup. “It’s going to be okay, Rohan,” Tia said, leaning over the table to touch my hand. The lights flickered; I pulled my hand away, anxiety filling my stomach. She was confused. “I’m sure she’ll be found, you just need faith.” “Sure,” I responded, taking another sip.
Warning- 15+ (It’s not gore or adult content, it’s just somewhat horror or mysterious genre, if you get spooked easily then go away kids, this is not for you, check at your own risk 😉 ) HELLO PEOPLE, what’s up with everyone on this doozy Sunday?? I hope you are having fun, coz someone should
It was quiet. My boss ordered me to check out this abandoned mental hospital. What he didn’t tell me was that the hospital was out in the middle of nowhere. As I was paying attention to the road, driving slow, and something jarred me from my thoughts. A white figure seemingly splotched with blood, or
Rohan cursed to himself as he saw the figure that glowed back at him from the cash register display. He handed over the last of his money and with a pang of melancholy took his groceries. On the notice board next to the exit, he saw an advert, “Casual Work – Cash in Hand –
While I was sleeping peacefully in the morning, my mom was getting angry with the passing of each second. “Tia, don’t you have class today? Why are sleeping till 9 today, wake up” mom shouted in my ear. “Yes mom, wait a sec”. “No, you won’t once I leave the room, wait” mom left the
Rohan sat against the wall stroking his wife’s hair as he held her head in his hands. “I love you so much, honey,” he said crying, tears splashing on her auburn hair. He sniffed and wiped his eyes. Standing up, he looked at the box on his desk. He took a deep breath and opened
The door to the confessional opened, the light burned my eyes and I squinted. I heard the person sit, and I waited. “What have you come to confess, my child,” I said, listening to the heavy breathing in the booth next to me. “It’s okay, you are among God now.” “Forgive me father, for I
I look in a mirror. I see my reflection. Staring back at me. I look in a window. I see my reflection. Running from me. I look in the water. I see my reflection. It’s rippling. But all this time. When I see my reflection. My reflection is the wall behind me.
Hey guys I started writing a new story and posted in Wattpad, Please give it a read. Here is the 2nd part- “You don’t have to be so mean” Let me know how was it, m waiting eagerly ♥️✴️🌻
In the middle of a beautiful city, there was a museum laid with beautiful marble tiles and with a huge marble statue as a part of the display. Many people from all over the world visited the museum every day and admired the beautifully crafted statue. One night, the marble tiles started talking to the
Growing up, I always wanted to go on a bike ride at night, something about it seemed really cool to me. It wasn’t until I was 13 that my mom finally let me. She told me to wear my helmet, have my phone, take a flashlight, and she set the parameters for where I was
Hey guys, welcome to my site 🙂 Here is a short story, give it a read and let me know how much you liked it 🙂 ❤ ❤ I have tried writing it a bit differently, here it goes- Darkness. What? Why? Where am I? Why is it so dark in here? I-I can’t move.
Christmas is the birth of Christ our savior and the spirit of this season is to give or share our blessing to other people especially to those people who are less fortunate. My Christmas wishes for my family is that may our Almighty Father give us good health and I’m also wishing that we can celebrate Christmas
How far is too far? How far is the line? Which keeps us from overstepping boundaries, And I keep stepping on the line, With no remorse left to feel inside The veil is lifted and now people can see me, What I truly am With cruel charade around me The raven-haired girl wept and wept
I can remember my dreams, I know it’s strange but I really can remember each minute detail, what happened, how it happened or etc. It’s a first for me to write and post about a dream, I am going to write as much as I can recall ri8 now. Bear with me guys, and hope
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
This account has nothing to do with that but a dream I had on Sunday. It was quite an unusual dream, the way it felt was as if I wasn’t dreaming at all. I could feel and hear as if I was there. Sometimes the images would be distorted and the color would be black
Hello everyone, I am back with this week’s ‘Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge’ contest after a lil break. I am so glad I posted it, as many writers came together and took part in it and I thank all of you. Looking forward to the next one people. The challenge is all about writing
Hello everyone, I am back with this week’s ‘Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge’ contest after a lil break. I am so glad I posted it, as many writers came together and took part in it and I thank all of you. Looking forward to the next one people. The challenge is all about writing
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
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.
Hello everyone, I am back with this week’s ‘Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge’ contest. I am so glad I posted it, as many writers came together and took part in it and I thank all of you. Looking forward to the next one people. The challenge is all about writing flash fiction stories in
