Everyone has their fates connected to their birthdays, they are likely to have psychic abilities specifically connected to ‘something’.

Some can sense it while some cannot, depending on what they have committed in the past.
Mystery, Death, Foolishness, and Greed are the things attracting the evil spirits to be around.

Those who were born on Sunday… “Ward: Labor Tomb”
If you see ‘the pregnant,’ please beware; they are there to take your head.

Those who were born on Monday… “Mirror: Who’s the First to Die of Them All?”
After midnight where mirrors are, ‘mysterious things’ will appear.

Those who were born on Tuesday… “Haunted: Mystery of Plumeria House”
Stay away from ‘bathrooms’, if you wish to stay alive.

Those who were born on Wednesday… “Theater: Book Me a Death Ticket”
When people born on this day go to a funeral, they tend to witness bad events.

Those who were born on Thursday… “Stairs: 12 Steps...Ghost Staircase”
At night, do not look at the stairs, or else something might be there.

Those who were born on Friday… “Reality: Dare the Living, Discover the Dead”
There is a game for the living, but noted that it might take their lives.

Those who were born on Saturday… “Holy: Soul Sacrifice to Spirit’s House”
The ancient saying goes: think before you speak, as something the eyes cannot see does not mean it is not real.

Every inconsiderate action must be traded with the living, and only death is the answer!
One question… What day were you born on…?


7 Days Series [Horror]

"Tomorrow, you will be able to take the child home. Are you happy?"


“I'm most delighted.” Khing grinned. She looked affectionately at the sleeping baby in his bed.


“Have you and your husband consulted on how to name this little one? Now in the ward, we all call the little ones Junior because when he came out; he was so tiny,” said the nurse, laughing. She looked at the child who was about to return to his home the next day with dismay. After taking care of the babies for many days, she could not help but fall in love with them. She was like this every time the patient brought a child home. No one knew if they would see each other again. In the future, if children grew up and walked past her, none would have recognized that she was the one who supported them most of the time in the incubator. Or she should have her own baby... The female nurse thought to herself.


I’m Sick of This Smart-arse Girl! Part III