Harlia Amalia
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Trapped In Dreamland
Itu adalah Minggu malam yang sangat lancar ketika saya mendapati diri saya berada dalam momen kesendirian yang jarang terjadi. Dunia di luar sepi, matahari baru saja terbenam di bawah cakrawala, meninggalkan langit yang dicat warna ungu dan merah muda. Saya memutuskan untuk datang lebih awal, karena berpikir istirahat malam yang baik akan menjadi cara sempurna untuk mempersiapkan minggu depan. Sedikit yang saya tahu, saya akan memulai perjalanan ke dunia Dreamland yang aneh dan misterius.
By Harlia Amalia12 days ago in Fiction
Cursed House
In a small, remote village in the middle of the forest, there is an old house that has long been abandoned. The village people call it the "Cursed House". No one dared to approach the house after sunset, except for those who wanted to cause trouble or just challenge their courage.
By Harlia Amalia13 days ago in Horror
Henderson House
one of those nights, you know? The kind of wind that was howling was too frightening, and the shadows seemed to be dancing with a mind of their own. My friend Mike and I were hanging out in the basement, watching horror movies and junk food like we always did on Friday nights.
By Harlia Amalia13 days ago in Horror