Azlan shah

Joined October 2025

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The Clock That Stopped at Midnight
When I was six, I believed our house had a heartbeat. Every night, the steady ticking of the grandfather clock in the hallway was the rhythm of our lives. My mother used to say, “As long as it ticks, we’re safe.”
By Azlan shah3 months ago in Fiction
The Photograph That Shouldn’t Exist
When I opened the last box from my father’s study, I expected the usual things: tax papers, receipts, maybe another one of his notebooks filled with quotes about forgiveness.
By Azlan shah3 months ago in Fiction
The House My Father Forbade Me to Enter
When I was a child, my father made one rule that stood above all others: “Never go near the red house at the edge of the field.”
By Azlan shah3 months ago in Horror
The Letter My Mother Made Me Promise Never to Read
The Letter My Mother Made Me Promise Never to Read When my mother passed away last winter, she left behind a will so simple it almost hurt to read.
By Azlan shah3 months ago in Humans
My Grandmother’s Key Wasn’t for a Door
When my grandmother passed away, her house fell silent in a way I had never heard before. The ticking of the clock, once comforting, now sounded like a reminder — that time moves on, even when we don’t want it to.
By Azlan shah3 months ago in Humans