Creative Scribbles

Have you ever been controlled by someone? I have been. Let me tell you my story. I am Geoff Humphrey. I am a cartoonist. One day, sitting at my desk, I was creating a character when I heard something. I stopped and turned about, but there was no one. I got back to work. ‘Finally!’ I said to myself. ‘Got it finished! Now, let me build his qualities.’ ‘Nice character!’ someone whispered. I stood up from my place and said, ‘who's there?’ ‘No need to worry,’ it said, in a cold voice, ‘it's me.’ ‘Who are you?’ I asked. ‘Show yourself!’ ‘Oh Geoff,’ it said, chuckling, ‘you keep forgetting. It is me, the Joker.’ ‘I don't know any joker,’ I said, now searching for the speaker, armed with a blade, ‘are you a thief? I am armed.’ ‘Do you remember going to the circus when you were a child?’ the Joker asked. ‘I do remember very well.’ I answered confidently. ‘What do you want?’ ‘Patience, m'boy,’ he spoke, ‘do you remember my death behind the circus ten...

It was a dark and scary night for me. Because, that night I had read a horror book written by Groonz Heffolcho. He is the best-selling horror writer. Name of the book is Anna's Abode. I bought it only yesterday. Let me share my experience. I am Rick Williams, and I am the chief editor of The Spirit Magazine. I have read many horror stories, but this, Anna's Abode, really got me goosebumps. I-I can't just take my mind off that. It was Saturday night, and I was alone at home. Usually, my friend, Jake joined me, but that night, he was too busy to come. I was getting bored. So, I started surfing the net. After some time, boredom dominated. My eyes fell on a book. The title read, 'Anna's Abode'. My sister, Helen, had gifted me on my 27th birthday. Sighing, I opened the book. When I started reading, it was 8:16 pm, and by the time I had finished reading it, it was 11:49 pm. I generally read 2 chapters whenever I got leisure time. But, this novel really swall...

Hello Reader! I am Jason Hills. I am an artist. I am here to share an incident that happened to me on the night of 2nd May, 2020. I had been given a project to paint a scenery. I had never heard of that place. The address was M/23, Block-B7, Newton. A strange address, I thought to myself. 'I want the project to be completed within two days, okay?' Mr Jacob Williams said. 'My daughter will have recovered by then, and I want to surprise her on her 14th birthday. She loves painting, and preferably night views.' 'Don't you worry, Sir,' I said confidently. 'the painting will be completed before you know.' Mooling Park was as busy as it had been. And there was peaceful silence as we saw the sun veiling himself slowly. 'Alright!' Mr Williams seemed to be in a hurry, so he shook hands with me and left. When I reached the address, I found myself standing in front of a hotel. Its name was Wunka Hotel. Not a big hotel, but a two-storey ho...