Kafkaesque storie

((Previously known as Bleeding Darkness)) Grasping reality. Ignoring the world. Embracing fantasy. Running from the voices. A tragicomedy, The world is; With happy-go-luckies And sad cynics. Confusing thoughts are tossed back and forth, In the mind of a fourteen year old. No minds are alike, Opinions expressed are welcome! Stealing is not brave, It's cowardly indeed. Steal my poem, steal my soul, And you will have a grave.

Every day, Clara wakes up to the same sequence of events, regardless of her intentions or actions. Her coffee spills at 8:05 AM, a bird taps her window at 9:13 AM, her phone rings with no one on the other end at 12:07 PM. No matter what she tries, she cannot alter this sequence. She starts to question if she's a character trapped in someone else's narrative, struggling against an unseen author's script.

A young teen is constantly harassed by something unknown to them. Starting out as a soft voice, the shadow grows, feeding on their emotions.

A short story where Mr. Woe is on trial for being disloyal to God and his rulers who control society as a whole. Originally this was a project I had in school but I also wanted to post it in here too!

Being doubled booked on a weekend for work, family and friends is bad enough without trying to find the time to work out what this unknown bill is for.

In Inxo's world, the skeletal city rose to the sky like a carcass of concrete. Each block was identical, each street mirroring the next. The air smelled faintly of machinery and order, of ozone and old metal. People said the city was efficient. Every morning he left his apartment, adjusted the strap of his watch, and traced the same path across the gray pavement. He jogged along streets with no trees, watched the tram pass its endless route, walked past buildings with glassless windows, walls scrawled with official stamps, and returned home as if nothing had moved but himself. One day he opened the dating app Mune. Faces appeared, faces he did not recognize. One face lingered. Blonde hair. Blue eyes. A faint smile that reached beyond the picture, into something he did not yet understand. Onda. He clicked, and the machinery of his life began to shift.

In a society obsessed with beauty and superficiality, Lilith Blair is a talented runway model struggling to maintain her identity amidst the relentless pressure to conform. As she navigates her demanding career, she faces increasing disappointment from her fiancé, her boss, her mother, and her friends. Her relationships crumble as Lilith's former companions ghost her, unable to relate to her struggles. Haunted by constant scrutiny and the limitations of her superficial existence, Lilith finds solace in a remote lakeside cottage. However, there are strange noises coming from the lake. Drawn into the depths of the dark waters, she begins a transformation, shedding the constraints imposed by societal expectations. As her physical appearance becomes increasingly repulsive by conventional standards, Lilith embraces her newfound identity, discovering a sense of freedom and authenticity that had eluded her for so long. Through her journey of self-discovery, Lilith ultimately confronts the emptiness of her previous life, reveling in the empowerment of her transformation. No longer confined to the hollow confines of the modeling industry, she embraces her role as a bog witch, fulfilled by self preservation and connection to the earth, dancing freely under the moonlight-finally liberated from the societal chains that once bound her.

A chaotic blend of absurdity and satirical stupidity as you navigate the hardly understandable Orientation Rooms.

A girl wakes up to an all too real nightmare

"Shadows of the Rain" is a haunting literary tale that follows Erza, a young woman whose life was shaped by a single night of storms, secrets, and irreversible loss. At the age of five, Erza watches her world collapse,her parents' violent argument, her mother's mysterious disappearance, and her father's sudden decision to leave for America. Abandoned in the old alleys of Rabat and raised by her grandmother, she grows up surrounded by ancient stories, heavy rain, and the unsettling presence of something she cannot name. Now, at twenty-three, Erza returns to the buried corners of her memory,only to discover that not everything she remembers is only a memory... and not everything that left her life truly left. A story filled with psychological depth, poetic narration, and chilling suspense, Shadows of the Rain explores the thin line between childhood innocence and the dark truths that follow us into adulthood. If you enjoy atmospheric, emotional, and mysterious stories with a touch of Kafka-like darkness, this tale will stay with you long after the last page.

"Not everyone who looks at you truly sees you. Some only notice the version of you that serves their silence. Others love you not for who you are - but for the void you fill. This is a story of someone who walked through the world unarmed, carrying emotions like time bombs, trying to survive in a world of polite conversations and cruel forgettings. This isn't a love story. This isn't a motivational diary. It's a quiet rebellion. A philosophical autopsy of being a 'phase' in someone's life. If you've ever felt unseen even while being watched, loved but never chosen, or used in the name of healing - this is for you. Because some pains are only visible to the ones who feel them. And not everyone has equal eyes."

Glimberly of Evermore is a thrilling story that will unlock chambers of emotions you never thought possible before. You will grow attachment to characters, smile, cry, throw a cup (perhaps), maybe even give your dog a hug. Glimberly of Evermore is surely a literary showpiece that mustn't be taken for granted. Enjoy.

Acrostic poem on Franz Kafka's "The Metamorphosis".

Celia Rossow has been cast on the latest season of Love Island. She arrives at the villa with fresh veneers and dreams of building her insta following. But almost instantly, Celia begins to lose her grip on reality as she can't understand why the rest of the cast is so oddly normal. The rules of the show have apparently changed. No one told her. And the cameras never blink.

Dystopian science fiction short story peppered with references from Hindu Mythology. Influenced by works of Kafka and Dostoevsky.

Sanjay had never been afraid of death. It was one of his many good qualities that earned him a place in the army. But ever since he watched his brother die in front of him, something weird has been going on. He has started to FEEL the death of others. Especially the ones he had to see. He can feel himself bleeding out, he can feel his breath leave him, he can feel the pain and the fear, he can experience something, that is far from his actual physical state. But why? How? And given the fact that his body doesn't undergo anything he feels he does...how is he to explain to someone what is happening to him? The worst thing is, people have already started to think him crazy.

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 In Polican East, life in the Towers is controlled, emotionless, and tightly regulated. Every morning at exactly 7:30 a.m., something deemed an "unhealthy influence" is purged. Artemis Dangton lives quietly within this system-until a resident is arrested for possessing a simple forbidden memory. As Artemis begins to notice cracks in the society's perfection, he's forced to confront a chilling truth: in a world where memories are crimes, remembering may be the most dangerous act of all. ---

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