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LIFE A compilation of diverse genres of short stories

A compilation of diverse genres of short stories. The predominant genre is short stories, not urban (male leading) fiction. Several tags are not included in the list. horror, drama, inspirational, spiritual, etc. Despite the (General Audience) reader limit, it must still be under supervision. - Monday : Inspirational/Motivation - Tuesday : Romance - Wednesday : Comedy - Thursday : Horror/Thriller - Friday : Spiritual - Saturday : Fantasy/Fiction - Sunday : Sad Story/Drama DAILY UPDATE

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50 Chs

Thursday - V1-C1

HORROR/THRILLER

Trapped, is something that has been felt or experienced by everyone.

There is a phobia where someone is very afraid of small spaces or being trapped in a small space called Claustrophobia.

If it develops further and worsens, they are not only afraid of small spaces, but also being trapped.

Trapped in fear, distress, pain, confusion, and others. Basically, they are trapped in their own minds.

They are afraid of being trapped due to several factors, such as not understanding the way out, how they can escape from being trapped, or maybe too afraid to take action and risks.

They are so terrified that they constantly worry about getting trapped. As a result, they never use the toilets, avoid crowds, and avoid large and busy spaces.

Maybe in some cases, it is not called Claustrophobia, therefore, we change the subject to Trapped.

The fear or phobia is usually not an innate mental condition, but because of cause-and-effect that they have experienced.

Maybe they once got trapped in the school toilet on the last day of school before a two-week semester break started without bringing anything.

You got both good and bad things from that event. The good thing is that you have more fat and you are a woman, even though you have difficulty moving. The bad thing is that no one found you during that time, even though you fought hard, with your weak body, you could not force open the sturdy toilet door, you could not find anything that could help you, except for a plastic trash can.

Air and light can only enter through small ventilation holes, and no matter how hard you scream, no one hears you and comes to you until you finally run out of energy.

Your appetite is quite big, and you cannot find anything to eat or drink. You begin to feel stressed and depressed, your vision and thoughts are empty, your body keeps trembling, and you keep scratching your face with your quite long fingernails, sometimes pulling out your hair until it falls out.

You eventually become exhausted and fall asleep, but as you wake up and hope it was all just a dream, you are still trapped in the toilet, you start screaming wildly and crying, wasting your energy, hunger and thirst have taken over your mind, and finally, you decide to drink the water in the toilet bowl. The toilet in your school only provides a toilet stall without a sink. At least your thirst is slightly relieved.

You kept attempting to escape and yelling for help before fainting and nodding off around dusk. This time, though, you heard motion outside, so you yelled for help even louder and pounded on the door.

But, you realized that the sounds you were hearing were not normal human sounds. When the sun had completely disappeared, the atmosphere suddenly became eerie, and your hair stood on end. Instinctively, you returned to the closet and locked it.

You could hear the toilet door slowly opening, and you became even more frightened. You tightly closed your eyes and ears. Oddly, before you hoped to be found, but now you hoped not to be. Shortly after, the door to the adjacent toilet opened and a few moments later, you could hear the sound of running water.

After that, the atmosphere became silent again, and you slowly fell asleep. When morning arrived, you opened your eyes quickly and rushed to open the toilet door, but your hope was dashed as the door remained tightly locked.

For days, you continued to drink water from the toilet and every night, you were tormented by him. Unfortunately, he never really approached you, he just passed by, making terrifying sounds, peeking, smiling in a frightening way, laughing, and taunting you for your helplessness. His face, which was incredibly tragic and unclear, filled your entire mind, to the point where you dared not leave, sleep, or even speak.

Day by day, your body became thinner, and your health worsened. The water in the toilet was gone, and your stomach constantly hurt. You started vomiting, and it was accompanied by blood.

You began to take off all your clothes and eat them. Knowing your efforts were in vain, you started eating your own flesh.

The cursed creature didn't care about what you were going through, even becoming more terrifying. This time, it crawled on the wall and ended up right above your head. You couldn't do anything, not even scream.

Until slowly, you died from loss of blood and depression. The pinnacle of its horror was something unknown to you. Some people did hear your voice, but they chose to ignore it or run away, thinking it was a ghostly sound.

And that cursed creature, right when your voice was heard, it would peek through the ventilation hole to scare people.

And those who knew you assumed you were abducted because they saw "you" being taken away by someone.

Volume 1 Trapped Chapter 1 In The Toilet.

The end.