#psychological

105 posts
  • just_a_boy 14w

    Experiment n.2

    There's a sorrow in my hallway
    and it's staring at my eyes
    and so do I.
    Black flying rabbits,
    wings like a rat.
    And it's dark, few lines of white light.

  • just_a_boy 14w

    Until now i just used Miraquil as a diary. Now I'm ready for some experiments with a psychological/nonsense taste. I hope it will become a real project soon.
    #psychological #psychology #nonsense #experiment #death #loneliness #innocence #sorrow #sleep

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    Experiment n.1

    Die, adorable sorrow.
    The lonely are awake
    In the beds, in their empire
    The innocents are asleep
    In the beds, in their empire
    Die, honorable sorrow.
    The lonely are awake
    while red rain comes down
    The innocents are asleep
    while red rain comes down.
    Dear mr. Sorrow,
    the fool awaits us.

  • taraduncan13 18w

    He shrugged his arms and continued on his way as if nothing had happened, as if the lifeless body lying on the ground was not his fault.
    ©taraduncan13

  • uttkarsh_15 18w

    She was shocked listening to the story and felt sorry for him and her daughter.
    Then the watchmen handed over the cupcakes to her which she forgot to pick up from the office room. She said a warm thanks to him and asked why he still works here.
    He replied, " I don't want anyone else to face what my daughter had gone through, That's why I'm still here doing my job right "
    Then he walked her to her scooter and the rain too had stopped.
    She kept the cupcakes in the scooter, gave a sympathetic smile to the watchmen and started her scooter.
    After her scooter covered a few metres she looked into her rear mirror's view .
    She was shocked to see that the little girl was waving goodbye to her smilingly exactly beside where the watchmen were standing but the strange thing was she couldn't see the watchmen in the mirror.
    She waved ignorance to that moment and went home.
    They all celebrated the birthday of her little sister and khushnuma was cherishing every moment with her sister from making her eat the cake, to hugging her and kissing her, to dancing with her to her favourite songs and many more good moments.
    The whole party was wrapped up and all were asleep.
    Except for khushnuma who was placing the things at their right places. Once khushnuma was done with all of that she got to her and her sister's room and saw her little sister sleeping.
    Then she picked up a chit from her pocket which came out of nowhere.
    She opened the chit and read from it
    " It was nice playing with you,
    I hope you come again to see me "
    All of a sudden she picked up rage and just opened the drawer of her study table threw the chit in there and closed the drawer.
    And the very next moment she got to bed hugged her little sister tight, kissed her goodnight and slept with a smile.


    The End
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    Original Concept by my Sister Khushnuma

    Story developed and written by me ��

    Corrections and criticism are appreciated ��
    #horror #story #paranormal #psychological #thriller #suspense
    #underconstructionu

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    Under - Construction

    Part - 6 Cross Connection

  • uttkarsh_15 18w

    And the next moment, someone patted her shoulder.
    She turned around to see who was it!
    Then she noticed it was the same watchmen who she met at the entrance of this building.
    He said "madam It's not safe to be here at this time as I've told you about this place before,
    And you should immediately leave now! "
    Then khushnuma said " I too wanna get the hell outta this place, but I think a little girl is too stuck in here like me. ..we should take her then we must leave "
    Then the Watchmen understood the matter and told her about the Story behind that little girl
    He narrated -
    [ I had a daughter, her name was amyra and she was 6 years old. Due to the Financial crisis, I had to work night shifts for the extra money to make both ends meet and being a single father I too had to take care of my daughter. Most of the time I'd bring my little daughter to work as she was so little and as the neighbours didn't treat her well whenever I said them to babysit her.
    And she too loved to come with me to my work. But deep inside she missed her mom whom she lost when she was nearly 3 and kept talking about her to me but all i could say was she will be home soon .
    One night, I brought her to my night shift as usual and I got busy handling the paperwork.
    I told her to play around and not go too far.
    I remember she was saying "My mom is calling me I have to go...you should come soon. "
    I thought it was a joke from her side and I ignored.
    Then at a moment, I thought I should check on her as she was out of my sight for a long time but I focused on my paperwork instead.
    (the decision I regret till now...he said with a guilty face)
    Then I heard her voice saying I'm coming mommy wait for me, and she jumped from the place exactly where you were standing a minute before. It was dreadful for me to look at her as she was on the ground with the blood running from her head and her face was like she wanted to cry hard but she couldn't. ]
    Khushnuma was Shocked listening to the story.

    To be continued ...

    _______________________________________________________

    Original Concept by my Sister Khushnuma

    Story developed and written by me ��

    Corrections and criticism are appreciated ��
    #horror #story #paranormal #psychological #thriller #suspense
    #underconstructionu

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    Part -5 What Happened Before

  • uttkarsh_15 18w

    She followed the little girl's voice which took her to a little office type room where there was a table, A chair and some papers lying all around the room. The door of the room banged hard and got locked up on its own. She tried hard to open the door but it was of no use.
    Then she moved a little ahead in the room to see what more she could find in that room.
    All of a sudden She heard a manly voice saying from her right side
    " You're dead, Hahaha"
    She turned her neck to the right slowly with her body shivering in fear and saw a toy police figure holding a gun and repeating those lines.
    She figured out that all that time she was being afraid of minor things. Now she made her mind strong that she'll examine things carefully and not be afraid of those little things.
    Then she noticed a picture being kept in the drawer open of the table. It was a little girl in her purple dress smiling like an angel and standing with a person. When she was going to notice the person who was standing aside her, she heard the door being unlocked. Leaving the picture in the drawer and not even seeing who that person was in the picture. She rushed to exit the room. Then she heard the same girl sobbing badly. Now she was all frustrated with all this.
    As she made her mind before she said to herself "Let's put an end to this Khush, Whatever it's gonna be let's be brave and face it "
    She followed her sobbing voice and when she was walking, she started thinking about her little sister and how much they loved each other. The moments when the first time her little sister held her pinky finger and walked with her, the moment when khush cried a lot and refused to have her food and her little sister bring her spoon close to her mouth and forced her to eat like her elder sister was a baby, the moment when they both were discussing their school life and khush was giving her school tips to her little sister.
    All those moments were appearing as a flashback in her mind as she was walking, She even didn't know where she was walking as she was so spellbound in nostalgia.
    The moment she became conscious she noticed herself on the edge of the under constructed edge from where she looked down and saw she was at the top of the building and even one step ahead could lead her to death.
    She was scared as hell and covered her mouth with both her hands and took a few steps back.
    She was startled to the core and was taking a moment to understand what's happening to her.
    And the next moment, Someone patted her shoulder.

    To be continued ...

    ______________________________________________________
    Original Concept by my Sister Khushnuma

    Story developed and written by me ��

    Corrections and criticism are appreciated ��

    #horror #story #paranormal #psychological #thriller #suspense

    #underconstructionu

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    Under -Construction

    Part - 4 ( Teaching Cease )
    ©uttkarsh_15

  • uttkarsh_15 19w

    She was on the first floor and the atmosphere was the same there. It was hard to identify anything in the darkness.
    Then she took a moment and rewind her day in her mind. All-day she was preparing for her sister's birthday party and in the excitement, she hadn't eaten anything. She was having a packet full of cupcakes but she didn't want to open it before the party. Her eyes sparkled when she saw a food corner with a lot of delicious food in the glass showcase. there was Biryani, Fried rice, Noodles and all the good food she could imagine.
    She took a plate and ladled some biryani as it was her favourite, and sundae ice cream too.
    Then she ate her food in a happy mood and was feeling full.
    But all of a sudden...
    She came back to her senses, she looked around and noticed the place she was in looked untouched for years. There was dust all around, flickering dim tubelight,broken showcase glass, and when she looked at her plate, there were insects and roaches in her plate. Then she felt weird and puked on her left side.
    And after she got herself out of that weird place, she took a sigh of relief.
    After walking a few steps she heard a little girl calling her name very sweetly and giggling continuedly . Then she recalled that it was the same giggling sound she heard from the toy corner. She thought there must be a little girl who got stuck in the rain like her.
    The little girl was giggling continuously and khushnuma followed her voice.

    To be continued ...

    _______________________________________________________

    Original Concept By My Sister Khushnuma

    Story developed and written by Me ��

    Corrections and Criticism are appreciated ��

    #horror #story #suspense #thriller #psychological #paranormal #underconstructionu

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    Part 3 ( Taunt or Taught)
    ©uttkarsh_15

  • uttkarsh_15 19w

    She noticed that she was on the ground floor and made a quick look around.
    She saw sections of grocery and clothing all covered in darkness with a little moonlight peeking from the rooftop glass.
    It was all she had noticed!
    The utter silence was startled with a kids song playing behind her back on a system.
    She was freaked out and turned her back.
    She then saw a kid's toy section all functioning with lights on and machines working. Then out of amusement she slowly walked towards the kid's toy section. As she was approaching she heard the giggles of a little girl.
    Then she thought that the giggles must be a part of the song playing on the system.
    ( It was all like a nightmare for her, but she couldn't run from the fact that it was the reality that she was facing. )
    Then she left the kid's toy section and approached the stairs to explore the first floor.
    When she reached the first floor, the kid's toy section became lightless like other sections .
    The kids song playing from the system ended with the shut down of the system with the last sound of the little girl's giggle .

    To be continued ...

    _______________________________________________________
    Original Concept by my Sister Khushnuma

    Story developed and written by me ��

    Corrections and criticism are appreciated ��
    #horror #story #paranormal #psychological #thriller #suspense
    #underconstructionu

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    Part -2 ( Instincts Alright )
    ©uttkarsh_15

  • uttkarsh_15 19w

    Khushnuma was riding her scooter to her home.
    It was a cloudy night and there was a heavy chance of rainfall . Still she decided to get chocolate cupcakes for her little sister's birthday party.
    On her way back, it started raining and she quickly looked around for cover. She noticed a weird mall building which was partly well constructed , and partly under constructed.
    When she tried to get in an old man stood in her way.
    He said " I'm the chowkidar of this building, I advice you not to go into this building as many people have died in this building at midnight .
    And also because... "
    Khushnuma reacted - "Because? "
    He answered - " Because there are cases of people sighting apparitions here, people say the deaths are caused by these wandering souls, some say it's just under-constructed building and people are being ignorant or hallucinated at night times and make themselves prone to accidents. "
    Khushnuma ignores his warnings and made her way into the building murmuring
    " I don't believe in ghosts and demons,
    And as I've a strong mind nothing's gonna happen to me "
    She makes her way into the building and explores her surroundings.

    To be continued...

    _______________________________________________________
    Original Concept by my sister Khushnuma
    ...
    Story developed and written By Me ��

    Criticism and corrections are appreciated ��

    #horror #story #paranormal #psychological #thriller #suspense
    #underconstructionu

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    Under -Construction

    Part - 1 ( Getting In)
    ©uttkarsh_15

  • uttkarsh_15 19w

    Under - Construction

    Just next post

  • wmbanje 27w

    The evolution of pain

    The last thing that attempted
    to destroy me
    Must have
    Feared my strength
    Cause
    It unexpectedly run off
    leaving behind scars
    &
    How I'm so certain that it was my strength that was feared
    Cause
    With psychological bruises
    &
    Emotional scars
    day by day
    Bit by bit
    I'm still going
    -wes mbanje

  • wmbanje 37w

    "EMOTIONAL WOUNDS that never HEAL
    become PSYCHOLOGICAL SCARS
    &
    PSYCHOLOGICAL SCARS that never HEAL
    Constantly revive & resuscitate
    EMOTIONAL WOUNDS "
    -wes mbanje

  • uttkarsh_15 39w

    #contest_j

    From the POV of an lonely depressed teenager.

    #dark #home #story #psychological #poem #poignant #triolet @darkmoon696
    ..
    PS - The poem is fictional ✌️��

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    Home

    Home no more feels home
    Strange entities wander here all night,
    Parents fighting all the time in daylight,
    Home no more feels home
    Loving grandparents passed away recently,
    I cry all alone, now no one seems friendly,
    Home no more feels home
    Strange entities wander here all night.
    ©uttkarsh_15

  • vibhawarijadhao 39w

    Please Miss me
    I want to meet you
    In my dreams.
    ©the_starry_night

    #Psychological fact - when someone appears in your dreams that means that persons miss you .

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    Please Miss me
    I want to meet you
    In my dreams.
    ©the_starry_night

  • uttkarsh_15 41w

    Dark Light

    Too much darkness can drive you crazy
    Too much light can make you blind,
    Beware of these 2 every second day
    ....
    While Opening the curtains For the shine,
    Or trying to hide from something or someone
    By Closing the doors or Hiding Behind
    ©uttkarsh_15

  • uttkarsh_15 43w

    The Doll, The Teddy, The Thing and The Night Wanderer
    Chapter 1 (The Doll)
    .........................................................................................
    Intro -:
    For the Kids, A doll means a Lot !
    They play with them,share feelings with them,and even sleep with them . But when they grow up, They're supposed to break that relation with the doll
    ..... The one Who chooses not to ,Are thought to be the bad cases. But when the doll Chooses not to do so ..... It's worse .
    ....
    Me and my sister had experienced a lot similiar to this. So I should better start with the latest Incident first

    Latest Incident (Dated Some days ago) -:

    My nani's house is just 2 streets away , and there I have 3 Cousin sisters . Eldest one is 16 y/o ,Middle one is 13 y/o ,And the youngest one is just 4 y/o.And My real Sister's doll (Juju) with whom she used to play in her childhood usually remains At Nani's house as my Youngest cousin sis plays with her . Just a few days ago, Me and my sister were at that place, Sitting on the bed talking to each other about the School, IG , Punjabi songs And other stuff . After a time ,The youngest cousin dropped the doll on the bed , And started playing with her . I said to the middle cousin
    That "The doll seemed a little sad ,when she was laying on The bed.But when the youngest Started playing with her she seemed happy. I don't know if I'm imagining or it really seems to Everyone who notices this" . The middle one said "That's true,when I was a child , I too used to play with alike dolls for hours,And it felt like the dolls reacted to each and every talk and the things...Just like she was a Living Friend".
    ...(Period)
    Just next day....
    The youngest cousin hitted our door In the morning with my uncle .I was just in a half awake state ....
    I remember seeing her carrying the doll in her arms and approaching me .The Youngest Cousin came closer to me and said "The doll wanted to come here , She wanted to stay with you here"....
    And I was totally shocked hearing this !!
    ...........
    My sister's Experience (Somewhere in 2013 or 2014)
    It was a complete midnight situation.My sister Was just 7 at that time .So she used to sleep with the same doll (Juju) on the cornerside of the bed.So she was facing towards her doll which was sleeping left to her. She closed her eyes watching the same doll, After a little while when she opened her eyes ,she could not see her doll sleeping next to her , All she can see was just wall. Her body was totally paralyzed,Like she can't move an inch of her body as she can only see the wall and nothing.After a while she was back to the normal state ,Then she turned her eyes to the roof .There she saw something unnatural ...She saw a lot of dolls on the Ceiling, joining hands ,making a circle and they all were staring my sister.But she was astonished more to see that her own doll was not there .And instead of the ceiling fan, In the area between the circle , She could see the darker portal thing which was very shady and hard to identify. Next morning, she was glad to see her doll back and hugged her and everything was back to normal .
    (After hearing that I was having my own thoughts,I imagined maybe they all were trying to open the doors to another world,maybe My sister's doll was doing so because in the whole process she wasn't one of the dolls and doesn't appeared in front of her,And maybe it was all in my head)
    ......
    The last incident (Dated somewhere 2 or 3 years ago)
    We had a cradle which belonged to my younger sister when she was a kid. But now as we were having a younger kid (At my Nani's house ,that same 4 y/o cousin was just some months old) we decided to hand it over to her.But the cradle never stayed at the same place .Sometimes ..my Cousin travels to our house sitting in the cradle and leaved the house sleeping in her father's arms .So one day my sister was holding the doll In a silly manner,and we were delivering the cradle and the doll both to my Nani's house. On the way Many people Talked a lot weird things about them Such as ...(The women is so heartless that she handed her little baby to her younger sister and is being careless ,Why they are not placing the little baby in the cradle ...So silly they are". i think they said such things as the doll appeared very close to reality such as it was a reborn doll(Reborn dolls are the dolls which looks total real and are custom made),But our one was a total normal one.
    I don't know why but after hearing this, I was disturbed.
    ......
    The Ending - I personally think there's nothing wrong in having a little sweet connection with the doll at any age, But only when we keep in our mind the Difference between the reality and the illusionary world. Because when you start ignoring the difference,It gives her the chance to erase the difference Completely.And if that happens, Your life may turn dark and depressive...you may be left alone and declared a psychopath by the rest of the world and your life may come to a pointless Still.
    .....( Darker Narrative continues )
    Then she'll only play with you, She'll only talk to you, She'll sleep with you every night without you knowing the fact...
    Finally , she'll have total control over your LIFE and Your SOUL......||
    ___________________________________________________
    The Narrative style is inspired from The Lore S1 (Horror Web Series)

    Credits -: The reborn doll reference is from The Lore S1E6.

    Special Credits - I want to thank my sister and my mom For telling me the stories,
    And a sincere apology for Over -dramatising the stories too....
    P.S.- The writer's not a crack mind , It's just semi fiction (Half fiction,Half reality)
    #horror #deep #dark #disturbing #tale #story #supernatural #paranornmal #psychological #suspense #thriller #pod #mirakee @miraquill @writersnetwork #writersnetwork
    ...
    Click this hashtag for other upcoming parts #dttn

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    The Doll

    ©uttkarsh_15

  • uttkarsh_15 44w

    Movie Rec's

    OCULUS
    .....
    It's such an intelligent Psychological horror that you can't miss it. It's not just a good horror movie , But also An Filmmaking masterpiece . The start of the Movie May Seem Slow but it's only to take you to a Good mind ride. When You'll reach the Half Movie You'll get a little idea what you're dealing with. As you'll progress You'll Doubt you're brain to a great extent. The film Gives a lot of hallucinations To the Viewers And that too Serious Ones. ....
    The best part about it is It's not a linear story movie (One like the Christopher Nolan ones)
    ....
    It travels In the Parallel Universe Feel, So Smoothly in the past and the Present that I can't stop Appreciating the director (Who's also the screenplay writer that's why ). Just saw this Amazing Movie Last night
    .......
    Lastly I wanna Say just Some Lines
    .....
    You'll not believe what you'll see, And what you're gonna see may not be true |
    ©uttkarsh_15

  • maxedson83akalyricalslouch 50w

    The system

    There have been many times when I was talking to a therapist and they wanted me to go back to that little boy and Express what he would say. I refuse to do it. I cannot handle expressing what I would as the little kid. I am a man and I will never go back to that little boy. Because what I felt then was worse than the time in solitary confinement. They wonder why I'm fucked up I was put in a cell for 23 hours a day for 2 years. I lost my mind. I was 16yrs old my brain wasn't even fully developed. I was already carrying extreme psychological problems and then they through me in the hole. I had to get out of that cell and I couldn't the only way I could is if I spread my shit all over the wall they would have to let me out to clean it. I would fill my cell with my urine so they would have to let me out for at least 10minutes to clean it. The system failed me miserably and they they will never understand what they did to me. Paranoia, time distortion, talking to my self and pounding on that cell door begging them to let me out. When I got out I couldn't even handle talking to someone. I was demolished socially. That's why now I keep all my windows in my house covered so know when can look in. That's why I fear just going to the mailbox. Feeling like I'm gonna throw myself out of a moving car and jump off a bridge and my mind won't be able to stop my body from doing it. It took me a year to walk over the bridge in richford without those thoughts. 

    Any way thanks for listening 
    ©maxedson83akalyricalslouch

  • devilfish 55w

    Turning Red

    All the signs are warning me
    I must not proceed further
    But this stagnation is hurting me
    With an angst that begs it's urgency
    I murder me in my sleep in a frenzy
    The light of the Sun's solar beams
    Bleed the ends of me
    Onto marble floor like oil
    Serpentine as it's lines coil
    Seem to wind
    And slither
    Like a chemical caterpillar
    As the leak sizzles
    Simmers
    Seductive as it sinisterly strewn sex appeal
    It's as eruptive as Venus's rage if she could
    Kneel before the masochistic
    Eel that vibrates and pulses a bolt of
    Sensations that made me jolt awake
    As it strangled me I'm manically starting
    To mechanically unfold
    I don't have gold
    But substance in a essence
    New
    Now
    And long ago
    ©devilfish

  • _rakhi 59w

    Kuch Log Khud Nahi Marte
    Wo Dusaro Ko Marte Hai
    They Are Psychotic.
    ©_rakhi