Flashlight Chords

Hace diez años, la banda más famosa de la escuela, The Hollow Chords, desapareció de la escena sin dejar rastro. Nadie sabe exactamente qué pasó, pero las teorías van desde traiciones y peleas hasta secretos oscuros que la banda nunca quiso revelar. Para la mayoría, solo es una vieja historia de la escuela, un rumor que quedó enterrado con el tiempo... pero no para Izan, Niko y Hana, tres adolescentes del Club de Fotografía. Oficialmente, se dedican a cubrir eventos y noticias escolares, pero en realidad solo lo hacen por el chisme y los rumores que circulan por los pasillos. Cuando una pista inesperada sobre The Hollow Chords aparece en medio del último día de clases, lo que comenzó como una simple curiosidad se convierte en una investigación de verano. Entre archivos olvidados, entrevistas con exalumnos y extrañas advertencias de quienes parecen querer enterrar la verdad, los tres descubrirán que lo que pasó hace una década fue más que una simple separación. Con cada pieza que encajan, se acercan más a un misterio que alguien quiere mantener oculto. Pero si van a descubrir la verdad, tendrán que estar preparados para lo que The Hollow Chords dejó atrás.

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

In the raw, unforgiving streets of New York City, seventeen-year-old Britney Germanotta, a talented artist haunted by her alcoholic mother’s neglect, collides with eighteen-year-old Alton Bieber, a scarred dreamer chasing freedom through his music. Their instant connection blossoms into a fierce love, forged in late-night talks, painted walls, and shared songs within Alton’s tiny Bronx apartment—a refuge from their fractured pasts. As they vow to live boldly despite the odds, Alton’s hidden battle with idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis emerges, his cough a harbinger of a fate they can’t outrun. From subway platforms to Harlem rooftops, they burn bright, defying his diagnosis with every kiss and chord, until his rapid decline lands him in a hospice overlooking the Hudson River. In a desperate bid to preserve their bond, Alton records a final song for Britney, a haunting goodbye that echoes their reckless promise.

they're coming for me! to get it out on me ! should I bite my tongue to death or spank my head and burst it open ,so they can only see the bleeding flesh inside it? no!! that'd be of no use ,that won't stop them . all they want is a flush to inflict suffering on, dead or alive ,it doesn't matter to them ! it's of no use, even if my body is dead and slowly decaying it'd still be warm before it will get cold even if it has no longer a soul , it'd still hurt torture me all you want , throw me into burning pit ,break my head open and put flames in it let my brain burn to blisters and to ashes I'll scream for you even after my vocal chords are twisted do what you want , whatever it is ! , but I ask of you for just that one thing if you have what it takes to do that in your fleeting mercy!!. that four walled store room was eery as it can get ,that person heard a whimperering downstairs the basement , and unlike the one in the store room who resisted none ,the one from the basement cried for mercy and screamed for salvation it was stupid of them to do it so . they can't escape this ,no one can hear them from outside it was in their destiny to rot in there or atleast rot their rationality and minds before they will get out from that place !!

In the neon-drenched underbelly of New York City, a high-stakes poker game at the Emperor’s Bar ends in murder when Jason, a charismatic gambler with secrets to spare, is found dead in an alley, poisoned with aconite. Detective Jeremiah Bonnemere and his relentless squad plunge into a tangled web of suspects—each a player from Jason’s final table, each with a motive as sharp as a dealer’s cut. There’s Michael, a desperate lawyer drowning in debt; Rowland, a volatile cabbie with blood on his knuckles; Hilary, a broke musician betting his last chord; Jang Lee, a chef with mob whispers trailing him; Brenda, a Miami stripper too close to Jason’s heart; Boris, an ex-soldier whose silence screams danger; Javier, a courier carrying more than packages; Bertrand, a curator with a penchant for poisons; Doherty, a clerk hiding a razor wit; and Sidney, the grieving waitress whose love for Jason blurs the line between victim and suspect. As the squad dissects bar webcam footage and unravels alibis, the clock ticks toward a chilling truth: the killer dealt their hand that night, and the poison was no bluff. With every frame revealing new betrayals, Jeremiah must outplay a mastermind who’s always two steps ahead—before the next card falls and the body count doubles. In this deadly game, trust is a gamble, and triumph comes at a lethal price.

For years, an abandoned train tunnel on the outskirts of the city has been a source of fear. Locals whisper about the strange echoes that come from within—phantom trains that rush through at exactly 3:15 AM despite no tracks remaining. Souta, a 19-year-old college student obsessed with urban legends, convinces his friends, Riku and Mayu, to investigate the tunnel, determined to prove whether the phenomenon is real or just a hoax. Despite countless warnings to stay away, they enter the tunnel at night, armed with flashlights and cameras. The deeper they venture, the more reality twists. The tunnel stretches endlessly, the air thickens, and the echoes grow louder. At 3:15 AM, the deafening roar of an invisible train approaches, and before they can escape— The tunnel vanishes. They wake up aboard a moving train with no windows, no way out, and passengers wearing blindfolds. One turns toward them and whispers: "You shouldn’t have entered. Now, you belong to the train." Now trapped, they must uncover the truth: What is this train? Where is it taking them? And why do the echoes of the past still haunt the tunnel?

The battlefield was alive with echoes—phantom blades clashing, spectral shields forming in the air. Kai gritted his teeth as his Resonance Construct flickered, his emotions unsteady. The shadow at his feet rippled, whispering to him, urging him to let go. To surrender. His Psyche Alchemy burned hot, anger twisting into raw energy, but if he pushed too far, his soul’s frequency would spiral into chaos. Across from him, Sienna’s melody rang through the air, her Soul Chords weaving a defensive harmony that pulsed against his attacks. He had to stabilize. Had to match her rhythm before the Shade consumed him whole.

After being banished by Zeus, the god of warfare, Ares, seeks revenge against the realms of both mortals and immortal beings. The series follows Chrestos, the son of a former soldier from Sparta, Amaya, the half-human daughter of a nymph, and Helios, the god of the sun, as they encounter monsters and acolytes in an attempt to prevent the rise of Ares.

In a world where cultivation is the ultimate pursuit, Void, a being of pure abyssal essence, infiltrates the prestigious Azure Dragon Clan. Unlike typical protagonists, Void seeks not glory or redemption, but absolute domination. Possessing the insidious Abyssal Corruption System, he manipulates minds, corrupts souls, and shatters the very foundations of righteous cultivation. Void's journey is a descent into darkness, a calculated unraveling of moral boundaries. He transforms the noble Lin Hao into a vessel of ruthless ambition, twists the compassionate healer Lan Yue into an instrument of corrupted healing, and turns the very heart of the Azure Dragon Clan against itself. With each corrupted soul, each shattered alliance, Void's power grows, his influence spreading like a plague. As he conquers the neighboring Serpent's Fang Clan through cunning manipulation and brutal exploitation, Void's ambitions expand beyond mere territory. He seeks to corrupt the "Heaven's Chosen," desecrate sacred grounds, and unleash the full potential of the Abyssal Summoning. This is not a tale of heroic ascension, but a chilling chronicle of absolute corruption. Void's path is paved with broken spirits, twisted loyalties, and the chilling realization that true power lies not in righteousness, but in the complete and utter mastery of darkness. In a world teetering on the brink of abyssal chaos, Void's chilling question echoes: can any light withstand the encroaching shadows, or will the world succumb to the absolute reign of corruption?

The elevator stank of burnt wiring and adrenal sweat. Lucas Hayes came to consciousness with his cheek pressed against cold steel, the floor vibrating with the machine's perpetual ascent. A cracked display panel flickered: DAY 9 | SAFETY DURATION 00:03:44. Three warped tones echoed as the system imprinted directly onto his retinas: [Precognitive Matrix Activated] [Sector Transition Imminent] His vision fractured into augmented reality overlays. Bloodshot eyes darted between floating diagnostics: [Destination: Floor 248] Threat Classification: Standard Biohazards (Homo corruptus) x20 Recommended Arsenal: Bladed weapons (76% efficacy) Reward Manifest: Silver Cache (Full eradication required) Lucas gripped the shock-baton strapped to his thigh, its ceramic surface still smeared with luminescent fungal spores from yesterday's skirmish. The elevator's speakers emitted a decaying piano chord as new text scrolled through static: [Destination: Floor 249] Containment Unit: Obsidian Reliquary (SCP-XXXX Variant) Threat Level: White (Placid) His boot tapped rhythm against the floor where Natalie Evans had bled out seven cycles ago. The memory played in crystal clarity - her screams syncing perfectly with the elevator's current pitch-shifted rendition of Clair de Lune. [Destination: Floor 250] Entity Designation: Noctis lamia (Cognitive Hazard Class C)* Survival Probability: 41.2±18% The control panel erupted in fractal patterns as reality glitched. Lucas glimpsed William Carter's skeleton key lodged in the emergency brake slot - the same key that had melted through three layers of Kevlar when its owner died. "Beta protocol. Always beta." He smashed blood-crusted knuckles against the floor selector. The elevator screamed in harmonic resonance as it deviated from its programmed path.

In the bustling city of Port Harcourt, where the symphony of technology harmonizes with the rhythm of nature, a young man named Gary Michael embarks on a captivating journey. His fascination with the precision of gears competes with the unrestrained cadence of his athletic pursuits, creating a dance between two worlds. Port Harcourt's neon-lit skyline paints the backdrop for Gary's dreams of a future intertwined with mechatronics. As he envisions a world where circuits orchestrate progress, his footsteps on the track echo his unwavering devotion to the art of motion. Amidst the city's vibrant energy, an unexpected melody enters Gary's life—Jane. She becomes a significant chord in his symphony, a composition where love interlaces with the gears of ambition. Yet, beneath the glowing skyline, Gary's daring proposal to Jane leads to a different verse. Her gentle rejection casts a shadow on the once-bright notes of his ambitions. As the gears of his academic brilliance falter, transitioning from straight A's to haunting C's, Gary faces a crossroads. Heartbreak rewires the very circuits of his being, disrupting the delicate equilibrium between mechatronics and the sprinter's realm. Resilient in the face of adversity, Gary transforms setbacks into a crescendo, propelling him towards a new movement. The track, once a stage of personal conquest, becomes a path of rediscovery. The journey unfolds as a captivating melody, revealing unexpected harmonies in Gary's pursuit of reconciliation between love, ambition, and self-discovery. Port Harcourt anticipates the performance of a lifetime, where the sounds of gears and the rhythm of stride converge to create a masterpiece resonating far beyond the city limits.

The screen dimmed as I stared blankly at the zero balance in my wallet. That night, I wasn’t just broke, I was shattered. I had invested every ounce of my savings and trust into a foreign crypto platform promising unparalleled returns. They appeared very legitimate, but overnight, the facade crumbled, and so did my finances. The following days were a blur. Their website had vanished, emails bounced, and the contact numbers were disconnected. Anger surged, followed by a chilling realization: I had been scammed. My savings, the money I had worked for tirelessly as a graphic designer over eight years, was gone. My closest friend urged me to move on and learn from it, but how could I? Every dime represented long nights, missed vacations, and a promise to myself to buy my parents a home someday. That dream now felt cruelly snatched away.I remember sitting in my tiny Berlin apartment, the walls closing in on me, scrolling aimlessly through forums for stories of others like me. That’s when I found someone mentioned a recovery service that had helped them reclaim their stolen assets. At first, I was skeptical. After all, hadn’t I already been duped? My curiosity battled with doubt for days until I decided to reach out.That’s when I found Digital Hack Recovery. Their approach struck a different chord. It was direct, transparent, and very professional. They didn’t promise miracles, but they gave me a roadmap: "We will fight for your case, but we need your trust and cooperation." I provided them with every detail transaction IDs, and even the tiniest breadcrumbs of communication with the scammers. At one point, it felt like reliving a nightmare, but their calm reassurances kept me grounded.On Friday morning, just three days after working with the team, while sipping my habitual coffee, I received the long-awaited email: “Funds Recovered, Next Steps.” My heart raced as I checked the email, and boom a deposit notification popped up. I quickly checked my wallet, and the funds were all available.Today, I’m rebuilding. My parent’s house is still a dream, but not an impossible one anymore. This experience has taught me the value of persistence and the power of people who truly care. Would I recommend Digital Hack Recovery? Absolutely, with all my heart. If you’re standing at the edge of hopelessness, take that leap of faith. It was the best decision I ever made. Contact Digital Hack Recovery via⁚ WhatsApp +1(915)2151930 Website; https://digitalhackrecovery.com Email; digitalhackrecovery@techie.com

Emilia Carter is a rising artist whose vibrant paintings mask the wounds of a past she keeps hidden. Her work captivates the world, but behind the gallery walls, she struggles to reconcile her fear of vulnerability with the longing to be truly seen. When Jaden Knight, a sharp-witted businessman with his own guarded heart, steps into her life, Emilia finds herself drawn into a connection she can’t explain—or resist. Jaden isn’t the type to fall for anyone, least of all someone like Emilia. Yet her art strikes a chord in him that he can’t ignore. Beneath her tough exterior, he sees a kindred spirit, someone who hides just as much as he does. But Jaden has his own complications—a dark secret that threatens to unravel everything they’ve built. As their lives collide, Emilia and Jaden must confront their fears, their pasts, and the undeniable force pulling them together. Love, they discover, is not just a feeling; it’s an element—one that can transform or destroy, depending on how much they’re willing to surrender. Will love heal their broken pieces, or will the weight of their secrets tear them apart?

Tarry Lyme stands on the edge of a rooftop, her heart heavy with despair. Convinced that ending her life will bring her freedom from the pain she can no longer bear, she prepares to let go. But before she can take the final step, a mysterious girl appears from the shadows, sitting silently on the rooftop. The girl speaks softly, sharing her own struggles: abandoned since birth, battling cancer, and living without family or protection. Her words strike a chord in Tarry, who realizes she is not alone in her suffering. When Tarry finally asks the girl’s name, she replies, “I don’t have one.” Yet, with a gentle smile, she takes Tarry’s hand and helps her down from the ledge. In that moment, a fragile bond is formed. As they spend time together, Tarry names the girl “Byne,” inspired by the brightness of the stars. Together, they rediscover fleeting moments of happiness—running along the shore, feeling the wind, and marveling at the beauty of the waves. But the truth emerges: Byne is not real. She is a manifestation of Tarry’s inner strength, a part of herself she thought was lost to the shadows of depression. Through Byne, Tarry learns that even in her darkest moments, hope and resilience still linger within her. This is a story of self-discovery, healing, and the quiet strength that can arise when we choose life over despair.

What started as a dare ended up awakening a monster beneath the castle. Gilbert and his friends created a challenge where they would explore a haunted mansion in the middle of an unknown forest, staying there for three days, the winner will win quiet a hefty amount of cash and luxurious things. After a day pf exploring and walking around the mansion, Gilbert's friend Stacey found a secret tunnel leading down in the dark underground. Driven by their curiosity they went in and down the stairs as they bought lots of flashlights and snacks. They ended up in a place that one could describe as a old dungeon of some sorts with differrent old torturing devices around, and an altar. There in the middle of it, a boy wrapped in thick golden chains reclined in a flat position, eyes closed seemingly asleep and peaceful.

Oh, this anthology is pure magic! Imagine an entire book spun from the melodies and heartbreak of all those classic songs with a woman’s name in the title. Yes, that’s right—the Emilys, the Roxannes, the Lolas, and Laylas. Each story takes inspiration from a beloved track, reimagining the namesake into tales that twist, turn, haunt, or heal in ways you’d never expect. From tales of forbidden love and supernatural encounters to journeys of self-discovery and wicked revenge, every story pulls at a different chord. This collection takes the muse out of the song and drops her into a world where her name tells her story. Perfect for anyone who’s ever felt the pulse of a song run through their veins—or whispered their name in the dark. Grab a coffee, plug in your earbuds, and dive into the secret lives of these legendary ladies.

Lin Tiancheng, a struggling medical student, gains extraordinary abilities after his new mobile phone explodes, integrating him with its app store. Each app manifests as a special power in real life—for instance, the flashlight app grants him night vision and X-ray vision. Using these abilities, he wins money through gambling and impresses his classmates with his advanced medical knowledge. To repay a debt to his kind-hearted boss, Wang Mengxin, Lin participates in a stone gambling event and identifies a valuable jadeite, winning a significant profit. However, his success attracts dangerous attention, and he must outsmart robbers aiming to steal his winnings. This incident warns him of the perils associated with his powers. During his internship at the Second People's Hospital, Lin uses his abilities to diagnose a child with stomach stones and suggests a controversial treatment. When the child falls unconscious, he faces accusations of malpractice, raising ethical questions about the use of his powers and setting the stage for future challenges.

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What does revenge mean? Harvey crushed the man's finger with his boot, relishing in the satisfaction of his agonizing scream. What does revenge mean? Walking towards the man writhing in pain, Harvey delivered a forceful kick to his ribs as desperate pleas for help escaped him. This is revenge. ... Harvey Laurier and numerous players, once immersed in the virtual world of Visceral Online, found themselves inexplicably trapped with no means of escape. How was such a phenomenon possible? In a fantasy realm filled with dragons, monsters, cursed weapons, and kingdoms—a dream for many gamers—an emerging faction within the game transformed this dream into a chilling nightmare. Players capable of challenging their dominance are targeted before they can reach their full potential, with Harvey finding himself in their crosshairs. However, in the midst of his battle against the faction, his girlfriend becomes a casualty, losing her life in the process. For many, such an event would be traumatizing, but for Harvey, it shattered something. A loosely held chord within him snapped, and he made a solemn vow upon her corpse. "I'll kill every single one of them with my own hands, regardless of what I have to sacrifice to do so.” Additional tags No edge lord(synopsis is exaggerated) World building Vengeance Fantasy Trapped Mystery.

Jas was a dreamer since she was a little child, dreams i mean really dreams. She dream of fantastic stories, but this time it's different. She dreamed of a fog in their backyard farm and it's calling. It's like alice in wonderland movie. She told her mom about it because her mom always listen to her fantastic dreams and it really fascinates her of how she can dream things of out of this world. She always said to her mom that she wanted to check it out with her whole family, because it keep calling her and she doesnt want to be lost. Her father was even sceptical why they are doing it hahahaha.. they walk to the backyard farm and waited till midnight, her father even was impatient bacause he said he has to work tomorrow morning. This is very ridiculous to listen to his daughter fantasies. And when midnight came, the fog really came and its howling with a strong wind. The whole family huddled together, her mom and 3 sisters are holding hands and her father holding her arm while his other arm was around her mothers shoulders. They walk forward step by step into the fog because Jas was thinking it better to move than just wait. And walla its became daytime and scorching hot when they go through. They are all in pyjamas with phones as light except for her father who was holding a flashlight. "where is this place?" ask her father. they are all shock to see its daytime and so hot, no one even bring anything bit themselves. They saw house in the middle of the place 500 meters away. Her mom cant believe that daughter is dreaming things like this place. this story is still book 1 year 2004 book 2 is setting 20 years in the future 2024 ahe already have kids and her own family

A team that started with 4 friends, The League, team up in New York and have to protect the world from one of the most dangerous villains. This team contains people with special abilities. The League creates a wider Multiverse and the team expands. Later on, they have to work with 5 different teams from 5 different universes to find ways to defeat the master of all universes from finding the chord and destroying the Multiverse forever LEGEND COMICS TM PRODUCTIONS

[COMPLETED] "I will still like you even if you can't sing anymore." ------- Sydney McKee has always been a great singer. Because of her talent, she was noticed by VIP student Matt Duncan, who has just transferred to their school from England. And also, her senior Lenoir Hans fell in love with her voice! But destiny challenged her when she found out that her throat needs to undergo surgery, and her beautiful voice is in danger. When Sydney becomes voiceless, how will Matt and Lenoir fight for her affection? And how will Sydney confess her love to the guy she likes the most, despite her illness? ------- Volume 1 PREVIEWS: *Lenoir, the Senior Sydney’s house was only a few blocks away from the school. While they walked, they talked about what they wanted to sing for the concert. “I think I’m going to sing a love song,” Lenoir told her. “Something that can make your heart melt, Sydney.” He stared at her, and he meant what he just said! Sydney chuckled, not taking her senior’s words seriously. “Geez, you’re a sweet talker! I am so not going to fall for that!” *Matt, the Rich Boy Classmate It's nearly ten in the evening. Olivet had already fallen asleep, while Sydney tossed and turned, 'Great. I can't sleep.' Losing every hint of sleepiness, she took a flashlight and crawled out of the tent. To her surprise, she saw Matt just outside, holding two sticks of grilled corn. She asked jokingly, "Why are you here? Are you stalking me?" He laughed at her, "Yes and no." "Huh? What do you mean?" "My tent is just beside yours, Sydney," he said pointing at it. "Then why are you right in front of ours?" she raised her eyebrow. "I didn't hear you snoring, so I thought you might be awake," Matt said with a grin, obviously teasing her. "Hey, I don't snore!!!!! Why you-" Her violent reaction got cut off when Matt placed the grilled corn on her mouth! "You'll wake everyone. Keep quiet and eat with me," he said, then winked at her. ------- VOLUME 2: Sydney chose one of the two boys during highschool! But how will this affect her college life? Read this volume to find out ;) ------- AUTHOR's NOTE: This is one of the stories I made during my highschool days, so this is special to me~ UPDATE 12 6 2020: I removed the old unedited chapters and found myself editing and improving the pacing of the story! I hope you'll like it! ;) UPDATE 2 2 2021 "The Voice of Happiness" is now "Let Me Confess Love in Silence!" lol UPDATE 5 13 2021 Fully revised the ending and extended the story to their college days! (Volume 2) Happy reading! :) ------- [Part of my personal project "Revisions of my Highschool Novels"] ------- BOOK COVER commissioned art by @omichiart on IG Webnovel Content Editor: Ms. Islinda ------- Instagram: @ainawang.official Discord invite link: https://discord.gg/HYkU3Rr Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/ainawang

After his untimely demise from tripping on the chord of his electric guitar, Songwriter James Grawder Finds himself in an empty, marbled room, with the title of [Reincarnator] With many worlds and species to explore and impossible requirements to be met just to continue reincarnating, James will have to force his will forward and try his hardest to survive, sacrificing his own wants, for his needs. This story's premise is heavily inspired by "The many lives of Cadence Lee". Mainly, copying the "incarnator chamber" idea. Otherwise, I make no attempt to copy vladerag's work.

Hi! my name is Brianna and i want to tell you my story. It all started at home when the power went off and I was home alone! U can already tell this gone be a horror story lol.. Before the power went off I was in my room watching YouTube, like c'mon I was enjoying my video!! Chile anyways I went outside to see what was going on, it turned out that the power went off for the entire city, weird. I wanted to call my mom but I had no wifi cuz the power was off. When I went back inside I saw something moving, I didn't know what it was cuz I didn't see properly, I just know I ran back outside and stayed there, at least I could see some things cuz of the moonshine after like 30min I couldn't take it anymore I was feeling so cold so I had to inside I waited for some minutes till I had some guts to go in. I realised that the power wasn't gonna come any time soon so I went inside. While on my way to go back to my room I was so scared till the point I started praying in my heart. I couldn't see anything and I didn't want to bump into some creepy as$ monster so I stopped turned on my phone's flashlight and started observing the house.. then I started walking slowly on my way to my room. I was only to steps to my room when I heard some weird creepy noises, I froze for some seconds before I screamed "who is there?! Plz if someone is there Sara(lil sister) or dom(big brother) tell me who is there? I heard some laughing noises I got so mad cuz I already knew who it was. Dommm!!!!! I screamed" Wtf?! Do u know that u almost killed me!! Dont ever do that again I screamed, when he finally came closer I realized that it wasn't him it was a creepy giant monster with the same voice as him, I fainted and dont know what happened after. I woke uuu in the hospital to see my family there next to me. I screamed "dom!! I.. I....i thought it was u..u... but it wasn't.." My mom was so confused so she asked me "what r u talking about Brianna did u forget that Sara and dom died along time ago.." I was so shocked and confused I didn't even understand anything and words couldn't even come out of my mouth. Turns out that yesterday the things I saw, the laughs I heard were all my imagination.

WPC 94 Entry. Saki came from a distance future to the past. In this past, he have to use his skills to survive. Unfortunately, the time he travelled to is very chaotic. So, in order to survive, he was forced to 'join' a group which turns out to be a group of special forces. Join Saki as he tried to change the past in hopes that he could avoid the future that he saw. From a normal member, to an important figure, he will win everyone's heart, with his skills, and his 'cheat items' from the future. Member 1: Saki, what is this thing called? Member 2: Saki, can you make me that thing you called pudding again? Member 3: So this is called cotton candies? Member 4: Saki, can I borrow your flashlight? Saki: These ancient people... *shakes head* Warning: Slow paced.

Hi I'm Gold, chubby, not so beautiful, 5 feet and 1 inches ang height, 70 kilograms ang timbang, at 20 years old. Yes that's me, alam kong pangit at mataba ako so what? Di bali ng mataba at least may hot boyfriend ako. Ayaw niyong maniwala? Pwes ikukwento ko sa inyo kung paano ako nakabinggit ng gwapong jowa. Sabado ng gabi, naglalakad lang ako sa divisoria namili kasi ako ng mga gamit para sa pagbabawas ko ng timbang. Plano ko ng magbagong buhay. New Year's resolution ko kahit Octobre na ngayon. Kalalabas ko lang sa ukay-ukayan ni Lola Doris, sa gilid ng tindahan niya ay may eskinata , short cut papunta sa aming bahay. Pumasok na ako sa eskinita ng may mapansin akong umiilaw sa basurahan. "Ba't umiilaw to? Baka may LED flashlight sayang naman kung tinapon lang." Lumapit ako sa trash can, kahit mabaho ay binuksan ko ito. "Wow! Di pala to flashlight ito yung sa shopee na korteng buwan na umiilaw. Ba't naman to tinapon!" Nilagay ko sa daan ang mga pinamili ko, kumuha ako ng wet wipes sa bag at pinunasan ito. Matapos ko itong mapunasan tiningnan ko ulit kung may dumi pa, sa gitna nito may kaunti pang dumi na natira kaya pinunasan ko ulit. Ng idikit ko ang aking hintuturo para punasan ito bigla nalang parang may switch na napindot ko at umilaw ng malakas. Nabitawan ko ang buwan, biglang lumindol, may malakas na hangin na parang hipo hipo na hinihigop ang lahat ng mga basura, dahon, mga damit sa ukay ukay, lamesa, isda at iba pang gamit na nasa divisoria. Hindi ako makapagsalita, di rin makakilos dahil sa sobrang takot. Nakatingin lang ako sa buwan. Sa utak ko, nasasayangan ako sa mga nagastos ko sa mga pinamili ko dahil ang mga panty,bra na victorias secret sa ukay ukay ko lang nabinili ay hinigop din. Malakas na tilian ang naririnig ko, ako naman ay naiihi sa takot dahil unti-unti rin akong hinihigop, hangang sa paliit ng paliit ng nakikita ko. May kahoy na lamesa ang lumipad papunta sa akin at natamaan ako sa ulo.

Shawn could easily be the guy you bring home to your parents- he is charming, good looking, respectful, and being a successful pop star helps with his allure. But, the more you get to know him, the more you realize how wrong you were in the beginning. And, before you can pull yourself out, it’s too late. You’re butt deep in the pool of his magnetism. Most women know what to expect when you’re dating Shawn Rayo. He will not try to make you feel like you’re special. He will tell you out front that he doesn’t want a relationship. He will put his intensions out on the table, and if a girl decides to date him, there’s no one to be blamed for heartbreak but her. Instances from the past topped with his insane popularity around loose women of all ages have made him a misogynist who has long forgotten how to respect a woman. Who is to be blamed for his lack of a love life when he doesn’t even know how not to hate every woman he sleeps with? But when Shawn is hasting from one fling to another, fate intervenes, as if a force from above couldn’t see anymore how screwed up he had become. He meets a girl who has no time to even romantically look at a guy, let alone date him. Itika. She is far from the others. She is an overnight internet sensation who has spent most of her life trying to be a perfect woman. She was basically born into womanhood, so much so that she doesn’t have a single example of her being young and stupid. When Shawn meets her, he knows she could be the one. THE ONE. Maybe that has something to do with the fact that she refused to go out with him. Even newly married women didn’t refuse Shawn Rayo. A chord is struck in his heart. But, little does he know about Itika’s secret. And why even if he becomes the best guy in the world, she can’t go out with him.

A story of Belle Autumn or should we call her E-103 I opened the door and I saw a parrot! I walked towards it... A toy parrot?! But I just witnessed it moved, I swear it really did move! A screeching sound comes after. I turned my head looking for the possible place where it came from. I accidentally dropped my flashlight then I spot a girl... More like a woman.