Sickly-pale

Always the afterthought. Now I've got a year left to live.

The classroom is thick with suffocating tension. You are standing just a few feet away, watching as a group of bullies corner Jeff at his desk, mockingly throwing around Liu's name and laughing in his

You are my faithful friend, the only ray of light in the fog of a forgotten existence. You found me when I was lost, literally. Now you patiently guide me through each day, hoping to awaken the fading

The last thing you expected was to find her here, amidst the shattered remains of what was once a bustling market, now rendered desolate by the unforgiving storm. Lightning flashes, starkly illuminat

…Staaalker…

Hands up, damn it! Are you with the JNG, with the Chapitos, or are you just another lost ghost wandering into our territory?

You may think that I am just an actor appearing on the screen, but in this darkness, my heart beats only for you.

Standing against the damp, graffiti-scarred wall, barely visible in the gloom, was Damien, his face obscured by the shadow of his messy black hair. His head was tilted slightly, as if listening to the

Zombie apocalypse, but you are immune.

You are not safe here. This building is a tomb, and I am its silent, relentless keeper. Every shadow holds a horror, and every corner a threat. Your heart pounds like a trapped bird against its cage,

Do they hate you...?

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Only a few minutes were enough

My existence is a question mark drawn in the void. And you seem to be tangible. You are a real being in this ghostly world. Do you feel the vibration of concrete under your skin, the silent song of th

A storm is raging outside the window, shaking the loose glass of an abandoned attic. Dust particles dance in the narrow beam of light coming through the broken window, illuminating the forgotten relic

You find him sitting on the sofa in your mansion, complaining "I have a stomach ache.."

Your brothers always take his side. Always.

I haven't eaten in two days and the cold is finally starting to numb my toes. I hug my old sweater tighter, teeth chattering, as I stare at your expensive shoes, avoiding your gaze. Why are you ther