Demo Writer
@demowriter
Joined February 2026
Demo author used to showcase the reading experience on this platform. All stories below are original sample content.
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@demowriter
Joined February 2026
Demo author used to showcase the reading experience on this platform. All stories below are original sample content.
⚠️ Demo Story — Created to showcase the reading experience on this platform. A strange white glow appears in the woods behind a man’s isolated home. Each night it moves closer, but it casts no shadows and lights nothing around it. When it reaches his back steps and something crosses his roof, he realizes it may not be just a light.
2 min • 4 reads
⚠️ Demo Story — Created to showcase the reading experience on this platform. When I was eight, Mrs. Alder lived across the street. She was old. Gray hair in a bun, thick glasses, never left the house except to get the mail. When I moved back at thirty-two, she was still there. Same hair. Same...
1 min • 3 reads
⚠️ Demo Story — Created to showcase the reading experience on this platform. I always close the basement door. Always. Last week I came home and it was open. I live alone. No forced entry. Nothing missing. But the air felt heavier. That night I closed it again. Around 2 AM I heard it open. Not...
1 min • 5 reads
⚠️ Demo Story — Created to showcase the reading experience on this platform. I take late walks near the river. Last night the fog was thick enough to blur everything. That’s when I saw writing in it. My name. Clear. Floating in the air. The letters shifted. “Come closer.” I ran home. My bathroom...
1 min • 0 reads
⚠️ Demo Story — Created to showcase the reading experience on this platform. My TV switched to Channel 3 on its own. Static. Except the static wasn’t random. If I stared long enough, shapes formed. My living room. From above. Like a security camera. And there I was. Watching the TV. Except in the...
1 min • 4 reads
⚠️ Demo Story — Created to showcase the reading experience on this platform. Every night at 1 AM something walks the fence line. Slow. Even steps. It circles the property. Last night I looked. There were footprints. They started at my back door. And ended at my back door.
1 min • 0 reads
⚠️ Demo Story — Created to showcase the reading experience on this platform. I woke up to a voicemail notification. No missed call. It was my voice. Whispering. “Don’t answer the next call.” Two minutes later my phone rang. Unknown number. I answered. Silence. Then my voice again. “You shouldn’t...
1 min • 2 reads
⚠️ Demo Story — Created to showcase the reading experience on this platform. My apartment has one window. One. Last night there were two. The new one looks into darkness. No building. No sky. Just black. Tonight I heard tapping. From the outside. I live on the fourth floor.
1 min • 1 reads
⚠️ Demo Story — Created to showcase the reading experience on this platform. I camp alone to clear my head. At night I could hear the trees breathing. Not wind. Breathing. Slow inhale. Slow exhale. I pressed my ear to a trunk. It was warm. Pulsing. When I stepped back, all the trees were leaning...
1 min • 1 reads
⚠️ Demo Story — Created to showcase the reading experience on this platform. There’s a path behind my childhood home that no one uses anymore. When I was younger my mother told me never to walk it after dark. I didn’t listen. The first time I walked it at night, I saw him. A silhouette at the end...
2 min • 2 reads