Sue Anne Kariuki
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Breaking the rule
"There was only one rule: don’t open the door." For countless cycles of light and dark, she had obeyed. Ever since the two men had taken her away, the cabin’s walls were all she knew. She used to mark time by scratches on the floor, tallying the periods between their visits, but now she just felt it—a heartbeat of monotony and fear.
By Sue Anne Kariukiabout a year ago in Horror
The Great Chicken Debate: Why Did It Cross the Road?
Moderator: Welcome, esteemed panellists and curious spectators, to this grand intellectual showdown! Tonight, we tackle a question that has plagued humankind since the dawn of poultry and paved roads: "Why did the chicken cross the road?" To dissect this age-old enigma, we have assembled four brilliant minds, each representing a distinct school of thought.
By Sue Anne Kariukiabout a year ago in Fiction
Entitlement in the Modern Age: A Product of Upbringing or a Societal Shift?
**Entitlement in the Modern Age: A Product of Upbringing or a Societal Shift?** *Exploring the Roots of Individualism, “Main Character Syndrome,” and the Potential Impact on Future Generations*
By Sue Anne Kariukiabout a year ago in Humans
The Allure of Fear: Why We Love Horror and What It Says About Us
Introduction Why do people willingly choose to be scared? The horror genre, in both films and literature, has a massive and devoted following. From haunted houses and ghost stories to psychological thrillers and slasher films, the appetite for horror appears insatiable. But what drives this fascination? Why do we seek out experiences that make our hearts race, our palms sweat, and our minds spiral into fear and dread, even as we sit comfortably in our homes or movie theaters? Understanding the psychological and philosophical reasons behind this paradox can shed light on deeper aspects of human nature and the primal emotions that drive us.
By Sue Anne Kariukiabout a year ago in Humans
The Erosion of Attention in the Digital Age: Causes, Consequences, and Implications for the Future
Introduction In a world dominated by smartphones, social media, and 24/7 connectivity, many have started to wonder whether our attention spans are shrinking. From students struggling to focus on long reading assignments to workers finding themselves distracted by an incessant stream of notifications, the symptoms of reduced attention seem pervasive. Popular culture often points to the increased reliance on technology as the culprit, but is there concrete evidence to back up this claim? Moreover, should we be concerned? This essay delves into the scientific research surrounding attention span in the modern world, exploring what may be causing this shift, its societal impact, and the future implications if this trend continues unchecked.
By Sue Anne Kariukiabout a year ago in Humans
The Paradox of Mortality: Why We Fear Death Despite Belief or Nonbelief
Introduction Death is one of the most universal human experiences, yet it remains one of the greatest mysteries. Across cultures, times, and belief systems, people have grappled with the inevitable conclusion of life. From the certainty of oblivion to promises of eternal paradise, how we understand death often shapes how we live. But the fear of death—what psychologists call "death anxiety"—is a pervasive force, affecting even those who hold strong convictions about what lies beyond. This paradox raises a key question: **why do we fear death at all, given its inevitability and the varied ways in which we rationalize it?** Whether we believe in life after death or accept the finality of oblivion, the fear of death persists across all human experiences.
By Sue Anne Kariukiabout a year ago in Humans
Chapter 1: Waters of Change
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. It turned not only the course of its own waters but spun the fate of the entire realm into a whirlpool of uncertainty. Whispers rose among the leafy boughs of the ancient forests of Eloria; even the woodpeckers paused, dubious, as the river defied nature's course.
By Sue Anne Kariukiabout a year ago in Fiction
The Tale of Sir Laugh-a-Lot and the Pun-derful Quest
Long ago, in the whimsical land of Wit’s End, nestled snugly between the Silly Stream and Giggle Gorge, there lived a legendary knight by the name of Sir Laugh-a-Lot. As you might expect from such a title, Sir Laugh-a-Lot was renowned for his infectious sense of humor, an affliction he readily spread to the townsfolk. Whenever he rode into town, clad in his googol gallant armor, he left behind a trail of laughter and joy, not to mention the occasional dad joke that could send even the most stoic elder into stitches.
By Sue Anne Kariukiabout a year ago in Fiction
The Peculiar Perplexities of English
Once upon a time, in the whimsical world of Wordville, there lived a quirky character named Lexicon Lou. Lou was a well-read bookworm, a true scholar of the English language—or so he thought. But even Lou, with all his dictionaries and thesauruses, often found himself perplexed by the peculiarities of this ever-evolving tongue.
By Sue Anne Kariukiabout a year ago in Fiction
Beyond the Veil
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. Beyond the threshold lay the unknown, an emptiness rumored to swallow reason and reality whole. In a meticulously crafted life, woven with seamless illusion, Marta was surrounded by familiar comforts, but the hum of something off-key embedded itself into her consciousness.
By Sue Anne Kariukiabout a year ago in Fiction
The Guardians of Silence
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. In the old family estate, the rule had passed down through generations, though its origin was long forgotten. The house was full of doors—grand ones leading to lavish ballrooms, humble ones to snug pantries—but the door at the end of the third-floor hallway was different. It was plain, unadorned, yet it seemed to breathe with a life of its own, exuding a palpable sense of foreboding.
By Sue Anne Kariukiabout a year ago in Horror
