Amaze Lane
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I am a passionate content writer with a talent for creating engaging stories. With experience in writing blog posts and social media content.
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The Teacher is a Monster Part 2
Here is Part 1 I didn’t sleep that night. Every time my eyelids grew heavy, I heard it—the faintest scrape of claws against glass, the whisper of my name curling through the air like smoke. My fingers ached from gripping the scissors too tightly, but I couldn’t let go. Not until the first light of dawn bled through my curtains. Only then did the tapping stop.
By Amaze Lane11 months ago in Horror
The Other Side of the Screen: Part 2
Here is the Part 1 Darkness. Leo floated in an endless void. He wasn’t falling, but he wasn’t grounded, either. He could feel his body, yet it felt weightless, like he’d been untethered from the world. His ears buzzed with faint whispers, overlapping and incomprehensible. Occasionally, the whispers would turn into sharp, crackling static that made him flinch.
By Amaze Lane12 months ago in Horror
The Shrinking - Part 2
Here is Part 1 Darkness. Silence. A sensation of being nowhere and everywhere at once. Then—whispers. At first, they were distant, floating in the void like echoes trapped in a vast, unseen chamber. Then they grew closer, curling around me like fingers reaching through the dark.
By Amaze Lane12 months ago in Horror
Living In Mirror
Ever since I moved into my new apartment, something about the mirror in the bathroom felt... wrong. It wasn’t just the dim lighting or the odd angle at which the mirror was mounted. There was an unnatural quality to it—a faint hum in the air whenever I stood in front of it, like the mirror was alive and waiting for something.
By Amaze Lane12 months ago in Horror
The Teacher is a Monster
It started when Ms. Caster joined our school halfway through the fall semester. She had an air of mystery about her, with her long, black hair always perfectly in place and those sharp green eyes that seemed to see right through you. She rarely smiled, and when she did, it looked forced—like she had to remember how to do it. But no one thought much of it at first. New teachers are always a bit odd, right?
By Amaze Lane12 months ago in Horror
The Fortune Teller’s Omen
The carnival had always been a place of fleeting joy—laughter in the air, the scent of caramel and popcorn thick as smoke. I had never been one for fortune tellers, but something about the old woman’s tent, tucked away behind the main attractions, drew me in.
By Amaze Lane12 months ago in Horror
Double Follows Home
It was a typical Tuesday evening: car horns blaring, sirens whirring in the distance, and pedestrians swarming along the sidewalks, bumping against one another. I had just left work late, exhausted after another day of sitting in the fluorescent-lit office.
By Amaze Lane12 months ago in Horror
How to Overcome Failure and Rise Stronger
Failure is an inevitable part of life. Whether it’s in our careers, relationships, personal goals, or education, setbacks can shake our confidence and make us question our abilities. However, failure is not the end; it is a stepping stone to success. The key lies in how we react to and learn from these experiences. Here are some practical steps to help you overcome failure and rise stronger:
By Amaze Lane12 months ago in Motivation
The Pride’s Last Stand
The golden African sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows over the dry savanna. The air was thick with tension as Kano, the mighty leader of the Stormfang Pride, stood atop a small rocky hill, his amber eyes locked onto the threat approaching from the east.
By Amaze Lane12 months ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Ones
It started with Eli. One night, I texted him about our usual weekend plans, but the message never delivered. His name was still in my contacts, but every old text thread, every group chat, every tagged photo—gone. I scrolled through my phone in confusion, my stomach knotting tighter with each missing piece.
By Amaze Lane12 months ago in Horror
True Love
Eleanor sat by the window, the gentle golden glow of the setting sun casting a warm smile on her wrinkled hands. She looked out, seeing the autumn leaves fluttering in the breeze, lost in a world of memories. Next to her, William was sitting in his favourite armchair, a book open on his lap, although he had not turned the page in a while. His gaze was on Eleanor, as it had been for sixty years, with the same love as the first day he came to know her.
By Amaze Lane12 months ago in Humans
