I Fix Air-Conditioner

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

Millman97

My House of Horrors

Lonelytree

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"No matter where I was, when the sun rose up and I woke up from my dream, I would tell myself it's a new day. Yet, whenever I opened my eyes, the monster within me awakened. It would tear open my wounds relentlessly, and that bone-piercing pain reminded me.

"I'm my children's killer, the source of all tragedy.

"I sought help from doctors, and they told me the monster was a manifestation of my conscience and guilt; it was me torturing myself.

"They suggested that I put my focus elsewhere, find a place where my heart could rest.

"I'm afraid of interacting with people, so I relied on medication and books as well as religion to seek escape.

"I have a small wish in my heart. Perhaps God will be able to forgive my sin to give me my salvation.

"In everyone's eyes, I'm my children's killer, but my God wouldn't. I will give my everything to God.

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