Noman Afridi
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I’m Noman Afridi — welcome, all friends! I write horror & thought-provoking stories: mysteries of the unseen, real reflections, and emotional truths. With sincerity in every word. InshaAllah.
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The Hand That Lingered
The rain lashed down, a relentless drumbeat against the asphalt, mirroring the tempest in David’s soul. He knelt on the slick, black road, oblivious to the chill seeping into his bones, the growing numbness in his fingers. All that mattered was the small hand cradled in his. It was so small, so fragile, yet it felt impossibly warm against his trembling grip. “Lily,” he choked out, his voice a raw whisper torn by the wind. “My sweet Lily.”
By Noman Afridi7 months ago in Horror
The Bag I Found in the Mosque Had Millions in It — And a Note That Said: “Don’t Touch, Or You’ll Pay With Blood”
The Bag I Found in the Mosque Had Millions in It — And a Note That Said: “Don’t Touch, Or You’ll Pay With Blood” I was a cleaner in a small mosque on the edge of town.
By Noman Afridi7 months ago in Horror
I Loved My Wife Deeply — But After Her Death, I Found My Brother’s Name in Her Diary
I Loved My Wife Deeply — But After Her Death, I Found My Brother’s Name in Her Diary I buried her with trembling hands. The woman I had loved, cherished, and promised a lifetime to — now wrapped in a white shroud, her eyes peacefully closed, as if dreaming.
By Noman Afridi7 months ago in Motivation
The Clock in My Room Only Ticks on the 13th
The Clock in My Room Only Ticks on the 13th There’s an old wooden wall clock in my bedroom. It belonged to my grandfather — heavy, antique, with gold-rimmed hands and Roman numerals. It stopped working nearly eleven years ago, and we never got it fixed.
By Noman Afridi7 months ago in Horror
