Muhammad Sabeel
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I write not for silence, but for the echo—where mystery lingers, hearts awaken, and every story dares to leave a mark
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3 Hidden Habits That Quietly Drain Your Energy, Backed by Psychology
When you think of burnout, you might imagine long hours, constant deadlines or being mentally overloaded from doing too much. While that’s often true, burnout doesn’t always stem from obvious stressors.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Lifehack
The Piper’s Song
The boy should have known something was wrong the moment he glanced back over his shoulder, but he was too tired and wary and afraid to register the truth. He followed the sound of the keening pipe. Its unfamiliar melody, absurdly cheerful, jarred him from the carnage. It filtered through the pores of his skin and infused him with the strength and warmth he needed to run through the icy clutches of winter.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Fiction
The Näkki’s Curse: A Haunting Legend from the Finnish Woods
Eldmere, Finland "Äiti, why can't we go into the woods again?" a small seven-year-old boy asks, voice curious, as he gets into bed. He pulls his covers over him as he lays down. The boy's mother gives him a small smile and helps him settle in. The moonlight casts a soft glow through the window.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Fiction
The Insanity Eater: Beware the Eye That Feeds
Beware, beware the creature’s eye She feeds from fear deep in your mind The words carved into the cover of the disfigured leather journal. Remnants of arson gnawed on the edges of its half-burnt spine, and traces of murder stained the once freshly cut birch pages; to the stench of rotting flesh. The inspector closely examined the warning on the cover under fading light of his candle. Too hard to be penetrated by quill, yet the engraving lacked the precision of a blade. The madman had dug his own nails into the book, as if the warning was for himself.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Horror
The Grief Eater: Trapped Inside the Bodies I Consumed
THE FIRST TIME I ate someone’s grief, it was an accident. My aunt had just died, and my cousin couldn’t stop crying at the funeral. She clutched her mother’s wedding ring so tight her knuckles grew white. When she hugged me, she pressed the ring into my palm.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Fiction
The Diary That Shattered My Childhood
When my mother died, the silence in her room was deafening. She had been the kind of woman who filled a space even in stillness—lavender lotion on the nightstand, quiet humming in the kitchen, soft prayers whispered at dusk. Now, it was just dust and an unmade bed. My sister, Anne, couldn’t bring herself to step inside. So it fell to me to sort through her things, to pack a lifetime into boxes and bags.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Horror
Dating as a Trans Woman in a Cis World
Dating is hard for everyone—but when you're a trans woman navigating relationships in a world built around cisgender norms, it becomes something else entirely. It’s not just about swiping right, small talk, or deciding what to wear. It’s about safety. About disclosure. About wondering whether someone’s attraction to you will suddenly vanish once you speak your truth.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Poets
The Morning Routine That Transformed My Life
For years, my mornings were a chaotic blur—hitting the snooze button multiple times, rushing out the door, grabbing whatever snack was easiest, and starting the day already feeling behind. Sound familiar? I thought productivity was something you either had or didn’t. I assumed that changing my day meant a complete overhaul—a big, intimidating reset.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Interview
The Night My Father Cried
I always saw my father as unshakable. He was the kind of man who never flinched during a storm, never raised his voice in anger, and never showed even a hint of vulnerability. Stoic. Silent. Steady. The kind of father who taught you how to ride a bike by pushing once and watching from a distance. Not out of indifference—but because he believed in quiet strength.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Families
How I Earned My First $100 on Vocal Media: A Beginner’s Guide to Making Money Writing
When I first stumbled across Vocal Media, I was just looking for a place to share my stories. Like most aspiring writers, I had a collection of drafts, journal entries, and forgotten Word documents sitting on my laptop. I didn’t expect that within a few months, I’d earn my first $100—not from a client, not from a publisher, but directly from readers enjoying my words.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Futurism
