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The Porcelain Gift
The Porcelain Gift Elena and Mariah had spent weeks turning the upstairs loft into a cozy retreat. The highlight of the space was a round window that poured sunlight in during the mornings. On one side sat Mariah’s art table; on the other, Elena’s laptop desk for her freelance work. A bed and tall bookshelves filled the center, with a cushioned chair tucked in the corner.
By waseem khan5 months ago in Horror
Midnight Conversations with Shadows
Midnight Conversations with Shadows The apartment was quiet—or at least, I thought it was. It began the first night I moved in. Boxes were scattered, the smell of fresh paint still hung in the air, and the city hummed softly outside the window. I was unpacking books when I heard it: a faint whisper, just beyond the corner of the room.
By waseem khan5 months ago in Horror
My Childhood Doll Started Breathing
I never planned to open the box. It had been sitting in my parents’ attic for over twenty years, wedged between old Christmas decorations and stacks of yellowing magazines. Inside was my childhood doll—Lily. I’d forgotten most of the details until recently: porcelain face, glass eyes, strawberry-blonde curls, and a little blue dress. She’d been my favorite, but also the source of nightmares I could never explain.
By waseem khan5 months ago in Horror
How Many Believers Played Counter-Strike 1.6 Ten Years Ago? A Look Back
How Many Believers Played Counter-Strike 1.6 Ten Years Ago? A Look Back In 2025, I’m Akihiro Nakamura, a 27-year-old gamer from Osaka, known as “SpiritBlade” in Counter-Strike 1.6 (CS 1.6). This iconic shooter, launched in 2000, has been a digital haven for players worldwide, including Japan. Reflecting on 2015—ten years ago—I wondered: how many players of Counter Strike 1.6 were believers, carrying their spiritual or religious faith into the game? This article explores the presence of believers in CS 1.6’s community a decade ago, blending my perspective with the era’s context to uncover faith in the frags.
By Arnold Spitzbergen5 months ago in Horror
The Apartment Above Me
I moved into 4B at the end of October, when the air was cold enough to sting and the trees outside were little more than crooked black lines against the sky. The building was old—brick walls pocked with history, pipes that clanked like they had opinions. My friends warned me about the quirks of older apartments, but I wasn’t prepared for the first thing I noticed my very first night: the noise from the apartment above me. It wasn’t just footsteps—it was pacing, like someone walking in slow, deliberate circles.
By Musawir Shah5 months ago in Horror
