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THE HAUNTED WAX MUSEUM! 🖼️

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I stepped through the creaky gates, a chill running up my spine. The sign above said “Shivaji Wax Museum,” the paint peeling and faded, like it hadn’t seen any care in years. We were there on a dare. Locals swore it was haunted, saying the wax figures came to life at night. I wasn’t buying it. I mean, how could something made of wax move, right? But as I walked deeper into the museum, that nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach wouldn’t let go. Inside, the air was stale, thick with wax and dust. The light barely cut through the gloom, casting strange shadows on the figures around me. They all stood still, frozen representations of India’s history and folklore. I wandered off from my friends and found a display with a jinn and a woman in a heavy bridal gown. Her eyes were unnervingly lifelike. The closer I got, the colder the air around her felt, like something in the room had suddenly turned to ice. “Hey! Did you see this?” Manoj called out from somewhere. His voice snapped me out of...
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The Witches Next Door... 🧙‍♀️

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I froze, my heart slamming against my chest. The voice was unmistakable—one of the Buajis. The grip on my shoulder tightened, ice-cold fingers digging into my skin. I wanted to scream, to run, but my body refused to move. "Let go of me!" I managed to choke out, my voice trembling with fear. But the hand didn't budge. Instead, a faint chuckle rose from behind me, low and menacing. I could feel the presence of both Buajis now, their eyes watching me from the shadows. The faintest glow of their figures outlined in the dim light, their ancient, weathered faces twisted into unsettling grins. "You should've listened," one of them whispered, her breath hot on my ear. "You should've stayed away." My pulse quickened, panic threatening to overtake me. I wrenched my body free from their grip, stumbling back, but the ground beneath me seemed to shift, as if the very earth was pulling me down. I looked frantically around, searching for anything that could s...
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THE TREE TERROR! 🌴

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As I stepped into the dense forest, the crunch of leaves beneath my feet echoed through the silence. The trees seemed to close in around me, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching out to entangle me. I’d always been drawn to the mysteries of nature, but nothing could have prepared me for the terror that awaited me in this place. I’m Rohan, a botanist. For months, I’d been studying the unique plants of these woods, but one, in particular, had captured my attention—a rare, ancient species known only as “Kalindi.” The legends surrounding Kalindi spoke of its powers, beyond anything modern science could explain. And I was determined to uncover its secrets. The deeper I went, the thicker the air became, weighed down with a pungent, earthy scent. That’s when I saw it: a patch of Kalindi plants, their leaves a deep, blood-red color that seemed to pulse with life. I approached cautiously, heart hammering in my chest. A gust of wind swept through the trees, and I heard it—a soft, rasp...
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My Teacher is a Creature! 👹

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The classroom was unusually silent, even for Mr. Rao's fourth-period English class. I’d always found the way he moved—smooth yet unsettling—creepy. His sharp features would stretch into a smile that felt wrong, revealing teeth that looked just a bit too sharp. The flickering fluorescent lights above didn’t help; they cast long, strange shadows across his desk, making him appear even more monstrous. It was during one of those heavy afternoon classes, as the sun dipped below the horizon, that I started to wonder if Mr. Rao was more than just strange. Maybe he was something truly sinister. "Who can tell me the essence of The Tell-Tale Heart ?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with something I couldn’t quite place as he paced up and down the aisles. He didn’t walk—he glided. I looked at the students around me—Jaya was staring blankly at her desk, and Ravi was nervously fidgeting with his pencil, both caught in Mr. Rao’s strange hold. I raised my hand, a sense of urgency rushing...
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THE MONSTER UNDER MY BED... 🛌

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The night was thick with silence as I lay in bed, heart racing. The only sound was the rhythmic tick of the old wall clock. I’d always loved the quiet of my village home, tucked away between whispering bamboo groves and wide, open fields. But that night? It felt different—almost suffocating, like the shadows in my room were pressing in on me. A strange sensation crawled up my spine, a prickling feeling that something wasn’t right. My grandmother’s old stories about the monster under the bed flashed through my mind. A shadow with eyes that glowed like coals, watching you in the dark. I used to laugh at those stories, thinking they were just to scare kids into behaving. But lying alone in my room now, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong—something heavy, almost alive, in the air. I lay still, listening hard, holding my breath. And then, I heard it—a faint whispering, twisted, like multiple voices whispering in unison, just under me. “You can’t hide…” they seemed to say...
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THE CURSED PET SHOP 🛍️

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The bell above the door jingled softly as I walked into the pet shop. My friends always teased me about my odd interest in strange creatures, but nothing could've prepared me for what I found in the dim aisles of Charming Companions. The air smelled of wet wood and something sweet—like too many lives had come and gone under those flickering lights. I wandered deeper into the shop, where rows of glass cages held animals I'd never seen before—birds with feathers like rainbows, reptiles that gleamed like polished stones, and odd little rodents with eyes too big for their heads, following my every move. But it was the last cage that grabbed my attention. Inside, a sleek, cat-like creature with fur as dark as night sat staring at me, its eyes glowing orange, almost hypnotic. "What is that?" I asked, barely above a whisper. The shopkeeper appeared from the shadows. He was a thin man with sharp features and a grin that didn’t sit quite right. “Ah, that's a Catrithen....
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THE CURSED BEAST ❄️

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  I never thought I’d be stupid enough to be stuck in the mountains in winter, but here I was. Alone. Cold. And freezing my ass off. The first sign of trouble was that damn snowstorm. It came outta nowhere. One second, the weather was calm, and then—boom—whiteout. The wind screeched like a banshee, pushing me deeper into the woods, miles from the path. No one knew where I was. I shouldn’t have come out here, but I needed a break, and the mountains seemed like the perfect place to clear my head. What a joke. The snow had been falling hard for hours when I found the old temple. It wasn’t marked on any map, and it didn’t look like it should even be here. No road, no sign of life. Just the stone remnants of a place forgotten by time. You could feel the air change as soon as I stepped inside. Cold, but not the normal cold—the kind that sinks into your bones and makes your blood freeze. I could hear whispers. Low, guttural growls from the walls, the kind that make your skin prickle. I sh...
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