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The Yellow Wallpaper

  The Yellow Wallpaper   By Charlotte Perkins Gilman the deterioration of a woman's mental health while she is on a "rest cure" on a rented summer country estate with her family. Mental Illness and its Treatment. ... Gender Roles and Domestic Life. ... Outward Appearance vs. Inner life ... Self-Expression, Miscommunication, and Misunderstanding. "The Yellow Wall-Pepar" It is very rare that simple conventional individuals like John and myself secure tribal corridors for the late spring. A pioneer chateau, a genetic domain, I would agree that a spooky place, and arrive at the level of heartfelt felicity — yet that would ask a lot of destiny! Still I will gladly announce that something doesn't add up about it. Else, for what reason would it be advisable for it to be let so efficiently? Furthermore, why have stood for such a long time untenanted? John snickers at me, obviously, yet one anticipates that in marriage. John is commonsense in the limit. He has no per...
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Jayvin Zebari


Horror Story | Scary Story


Short Story :-

"Hide"



 "..Eight, nine, ten, here I come!" Johnny shouted.

My concealing spot in the wardrobe was simply awesome. He wouldn't think that I'm here!

"Tracked down you, Rick!" I heard Johnny say. Rick escaped the dresser he was too large to even consider fitting in, so I was as yet jumbled on how he got in there.

I spied through the keyhole of the entryway.

I heard strides strolling across the noisy flooring planks of the ground. The storage room entryway gradually squeaked open. Light overwhelmed inside and dazed me briefly, and I saw the outline of an individual peering down on me.

"Daw," I said. "You tracked down me!" I left the storeroom, yet the light was no more. I was in a dim room without anyone else.

What's more, something ugly was peering down on me. I stepped back until it mixed into the murkiness, and I was unable to see it any longer.

A hand folded around my head and shut its long fingers over my mouth. I attempted to shout for help, however all that came out was a suppressed sound.

I just couldn't escape from its diseased hold...
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