Salman

Joined June 2025

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Room 313
The first rule of St. Eustace was: never look into Room 313. Nobody explained it. No signs. No warnings. Just a rule whispered between nurses during smoke breaks and exchanged silently with nervous glances.
By Salman8 months ago in Fiction
The Girl Who Wasn’t in the Yearbook
I was seventeen when I noticed the girl in the back row. It was during 6th period study hall. I had been flipping through last year’s yearbook, half-bored and half-curious. Everyone always looked weird in yearbooks—like they were trying too hard to look like themselves.
By Salman8 months ago in Fiction
The Boy Who Could Hear Paintings
Eli was eight when he first heard it—a gentle hum rising from a Monet. It was a sound like sun through lace curtains, warm and fluttering. He had stood motionless in front of the canvas, his parents chatting behind him, oblivious. From that day on, art was never silent for Eli.
By Salman8 months ago in Fiction
I Lost Myself to Find Myself
There’s a strange kind of silence that comes after everything breaks. It’s not loud. Not like the crash of heartbreak or the screams of a bad day. It’s quiet — the kind that creeps in when your world stops making sense. And that’s exactly where I found myself one year ago: sitting in that silence, feeling like a stranger in my own life.
By Salman8 months ago in Motivation