The House That Forgot Its Name

Sofia lives at 12 Crescent Lane. Every house on the street looks exactly the same. Every morning is the same. Everyone knows everyone - but no one can remember anyone's last name.

One Tuesday, the house next door vanishes. Not demolished - just gone. The fence is gone. The garden is gone. There's smooth green grass where it used to be. And when Sofia asks her mum about it - her mum just blinks and says, "There was never a house there."

That night, Sofia writes her name on her wrist in pen. By morning - it's faded. And she can't remember her own last name.

Something on this street is erasing things. Houses. Memories. People. And it's getting closer.