king pokhtoon
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She looked at Me Again
She looked at Me Again Writer: King Pokhtoon I didn’t mean to go through her things. It started with the drawer that never quite closed. The one she used to shove mail and photos into, as if hiding them would delay their expiration. I was just trying to make space for my own keys and charger, really.
By king pokhtoon8 months ago in Families
The Room with No Corners
Title: The Room with No Corners Writer: Said Adrees Sadat I found the apartment by accident. I wasn't planning to move, but I had just lost my job and broken up with my girlfriend all in one week. I was walking around the city, tired and angry, when I saw the "For Rent" sign in a dusty window. The building looked old but quiet, and the rent was cheap.
By king pokhtoon8 months ago in Horror
wess roley
Wess Roley didn’t grow up wanting fame. He wasn’t loud or reckless. If you asked people who knew him, they’d tell you he was a quiet kid, the kind who preferred trees over crowds, silence over sound. At twenty, he worked with a tree service, clearing brush and branches in the rural outskirts of Idaho, though he’d been raised in the heat of Phoenix, Arizona. He had rough hands, a soft voice, and a gaze that often wandered far beyond the horizon. His grandfather used to say, “Wess had a fire in him.” No one realized how literal that would become.
By king pokhtoon8 months ago in History
I Don’t Fear AI. I Fear Forgetting My Own Voice
I Don’t Fear AI. I Fear Forgetting My Own Voice Written by: Said Adrees Sadat There was a time when writing was an act of solitude and rebellion. Like whispering secrets into the void and hoping they’d echo back as understanding. I used to sit alone in my room, long after midnight, with the world around me asleep. The silence wasn’t empty—it was full of tension, like the calm before a storm. A cup of bitter coffee kept me company, growing cold as my thoughts grew louder.
By king pokhtoon8 months ago in Motivation
