ABOUT ME
Hi, I’m Parvitha 🌸
I’m 13 years old, and right now I’m just living my life step by step, trying to enjoy every small moment and understand myself better. Life feels like a mix of calm and chaos, fun and confusion, and I’m learning to balance all of it in my own way. I don’t have everything figured out, but I think that’s okay because I’m still growing.
One thing that really makes me me is my love for horror 👀🖤 I enjoy watching scary movies, listening to creepy stories, and anything that gives me chills. The suspense, the mystery, and the unexpected moments make it so exciting. While some people get scared, I actually enjoy that feeling. It’s like stepping into a different world where anything can happen, and I love the thrill of it.
At the same time, I also have a strong and active side because I love playing basketball 🏀 It’s one of my favorite things to do. Being on the court makes me feel confident, energetic, and free. I enjoy running, practicing, and trying to improve my skills. Basketball is not just a game for me—it teaches me discipline, teamwork, and how to stay focused. It makes me feel strong both physically and mentally.
Music is also a big part of my life. I listen to songs depending on how I feel. Sometimes I choose calm music when I want to relax, and other times I listen to energetic songs when I’m in a happy or excited mood. Music feels like it understands me even when I don’t fully understand myself.
In my free time, I like spending time on my phone, watching reels, and keeping up with trends. I enjoy cute things, aesthetic styles, and little details that make everything look and feel nice. These small things bring me happiness in a simple way. I also love talking with my friends, laughing, and sharing random moments with them. They make my days brighter.
I may seem quiet or shy when you first meet me, but once I feel comfortable, I open up a lot. I can be really talkative, fun, and sometimes a little chaotic in a good way. I enjoy being around people who make me feel safe and understood. My friends mean a lot to me, and I always try to be there for them.
Even though I enjoy being around people, I also like having my own space. I enjoy sitting quietly, thinking, or daydreaming. I often get lost in my thoughts and imagine different things. Sometimes I overthink, even about small situations, but I’m learning to handle it better and not let it affect me too much. I’m slowly becoming more confident and positive.
I care deeply about the people in my life, especially my friends and family. Even if I don’t always show it, they are very important to me. I believe in being kind, honest, and real. I try to stay true to myself instead of pretending to be someone else.
I know I’m not perfect, and I don’t try to be. I’m still learning, making mistakes, and growing every day. I want to become stronger, more confident, and better in everything I do. I also have dreams and goals for my future, even if I’m not completely sure about them yet. I just know that I want to do something that makes me happy and proud.
I’m a mix of many things—soft but strong, quiet but expressive, calm but a little chaotic, and sweet with a love for spooky things. I like being different in my own way and not following everyone else.
Just a girl who loves basketball, enjoys horror, listens to music, and is still discovering her own story.
Just me, Parvitha ✨
Chapter 1: The Road I Knew
Arjun had taken that road so many times that it had stopped feeling like a place and started feeling like a habit. It was just something his body did without thinking. His hands would turn the wheel at the right moments, his foot would slow down where it needed to, and his eyes barely paid attention to anything around him. That night was supposed to be the same. It was late, not too late, but late enough that the city had started calming down. The noise hadn’t disappeared, it had just moved farther away, like it belonged to another world. A few bikes passed now and then, and some shops still had their lights on, but everything felt slower, quieter.
Inside the car, his music played softly, filling the silence just enough so he wouldn’t notice it. He wasn’t thinking about anything important. Just small things. What he would eat when he got home. Whether he should stay up or just sleep immediately. Nothing strange. Nothing that mattered.
Then the music stopped.
It didn’t fade out or glitch. It just stopped completely, like it had never been playing. Arjun frowned and glanced at his phone. The song was still running. The timer was still moving forward. But there was no sound at all. He tapped the screen once, then again, a little harder, like that would fix it. It didn’t.
The silence inside the car felt different now. It wasn’t empty. It felt heavy.
That was when he noticed the road.
At first, it didn’t seem obvious. Everything looked almost normal. But something felt off in a way he couldn’t explain. The streetlights looked dimmer, like they were struggling to stay on. The buildings didn’t look the same. The small shop he passed every night wasn’t there. Even the shape of the road felt longer, like it was stretching out in front of him.
A small feeling of confusion turned into something colder.
He slowed down without realizing it. His foot pressed lightly on the brake, like his body was reacting before his mind could understand why. The road ahead didn’t look familiar anymore. That didn’t make sense. He knew this area. He had driven here too many times to get lost.
Then he saw the house.
It stood alone on the side of the road, in a place where he was sure nothing had ever been built. It wasn’t just old. It looked wrong. The walls were stained with dark marks that didn’t look like normal dirt or rain. The windows were open, but there was no light inside. Just darkness that seemed too deep.
He stared at it longer than he should have.
Something about it felt familiar.
That was the part that made his chest tighten.
Before he could think about it too much, the car slowed even more.
And then it stopped.
The engine died without warning.
The silence that followed felt heavier than anything before it.
For a few seconds, Arjun just sat there, staring at the house, his hands still on the steering wheel. Then the fear started to creep in slowly, like cold water filling a space.
He tried to start the car again.
Nothing happened.
Then he heard it.
A soft knocking sound.
At first, he thought it came from outside. But when it came again, clearer this time, he realized something that made his entire body freeze.
The sound was coming from inside the car.
Chapter 2: The First Rule
The knocking stopped suddenly, leaving behind a silence that felt worse than the sound itself. Arjun didn’t move. His body felt stiff, like even the smallest movement might make things worse. His hands stayed on the steering wheel, but they didn’t feel like they belonged to him anymore.
He tried to convince himself it was nothing. Maybe something loose under the seat. Maybe the car cooling down. Something normal. Something explainable.
But that feeling didn’t go away.
Before he could stop himself, he spoke.
The moment the words left his mouth, he felt something change. It wasn’t something he could see. It was something in the air, like the space inside the car had shifted slightly, becoming tighter, heavier.
Then came the voice.
It didn’t come from one direction. It felt like it was everywhere at once. Behind him. Beside him. Even inside his head. It told him he had already made a mistake.
The tone wasn’t loud. It wasn’t angry. It was calm.
That made it worse.
Arjun tried to explain that he hadn’t meant to stop, that the car had just turned off on its own. But even as he spoke, he felt like it didn’t matter. The voice wasn’t listening in the way people listen.
It told him there were rules.
The first rule was simple.
Do not stop.
Arjun swallowed, his throat dry. He looked at the dead engine, at the empty road, and realized he had already broken that rule without even knowing it existed.
The second rule came next.
Do not respond.
This time, he forced himself to stay quiet. He pressed his lips together and didn’t say anything. He tried to control his breathing, making it as quiet as possible. The silence returned, heavier than before.
Seconds passed.
Nothing happened.
Then the voice made a sound that almost felt like laughter, but not quite. It sounded wrong, like something trying to copy a human reaction without fully understanding it.
It pointed out that he had already broken the second rule too.
Even now, even while trying to stay silent, it didn’t matter.
Arjun felt something cold move down his spine.
It was like he was trapped in something where every choice had already been made for him.
Then came the third rule.
This time, the voice felt closer.
Not around him.
Beside him.
It told him not to let it inside.
Slowly, without wanting to, Arjun turned his head.
The passenger door was slightly open.
He was sure it had been closed before.
He always locked his doors.
But now it was open just enough for something to pass through.
The door creaked softly as it moved a little wider.
And without seeing anything clearly…
Arjun felt it.
Something had entered the car.
Chapter 3: The Third Rule
The air inside the car changed the moment the door opened wider. It became colder, but not in a normal way. It wasn’t like the air conditioner had suddenly turned on. It felt deeper than that, like the cold was coming from something that didn’t belong in the world outside.
Arjun kept his eyes forward at first. He didn’t want to look at the passenger seat. He didn’t want to confirm what he was already starting to believe. But even without looking, he could feel it.
The seat shifted.
Just slightly.
Like something had settled into it.
There was nothing there. No shape. No shadow. Nothing his eyes could clearly see.
But the seat dipped under weight that shouldn’t exist.
His breathing became uneven. He tried to stay quiet, remembering the second rule, even though he had already broken it. His chest rose and fell faster, and even that small sound felt too loud.
The presence beside him didn’t move much, but it felt closer than anything else in the world. Not physically close. Something worse. It felt aware of him in a way that didn’t need eyes.
The voice returned.
This time, it didn’t feel distant at all.
It felt like it was sitting right next to him.
It told him he had broken the third rule.
Arjun didn’t respond.
He didn’t dare.
But his mind kept repeating the same thought.
He hadn’t opened the door.
He hadn’t touched it.
So how had he let it in?
The answer came without him asking.
Not all doors are opened with hands.
Some are opened by stopping.
Some are opened by looking.
Some are opened just by being there.
Arjun felt something shift beside him.
Closer now.
He stared straight ahead, but his vision didn’t feel real anymore. Everything looked slightly distant, like he was watching it instead of being there.
Then the windshield began to fog.
At first, it looked normal. But it happened too fast.
The glass turned white in seconds.
And then something moved on it.
Lines forming slowly.
Like a finger dragging across from the inside.
Letters appeared one by one.
WELCOME, Arjun’s throat tightened.
The thing beside him breathed.
A deep, slow sound that didn’t feel human.
Then it told him something that made everything inside him feel cold.
He had been there before.
This wasn’t the first time.
The reason he stopped…
was because part of him remembered.
Chapter 4: The Road That Didn’t End
The engine started again without warning. One moment the car was dead, and the next it was alive, humming softly like nothing had happened. Arjun didn’t touch the key. He didn’t move at all. For a few seconds, he just sat there, staring ahead, trying to understand if this meant he could leave. Something inside him told him not to feel relieved yet.
The presence beside him didn’t speak immediately. It didn’t need to. Its silence felt heavier than before, like it was waiting for him to do something. Slowly, almost without realizing it, Arjun pressed the accelerator. The car moved forward.
At first, it felt normal. The road stretched ahead, the headlights cutting through the darkness. But after a few seconds, something felt wrong again. The house didn’t disappear behind him. It stayed in front of him, at the same distance, no matter how fast or slow he drove.
He tried to focus on the road, telling himself it was just his imagination. But then he noticed something else. The same broken streetlight appeared again. Then the same crack in the road. Then the same shadow on the left side.
He wasn’t moving forward.
He was moving in a loop.
The realization made his chest feel tight. He pressed harder on the accelerator, but it didn’t change anything. The road kept repeating itself, like it was stuck.
The presence beside him finally spoke again, its voice low and calm, like it already knew he had understood.
This was what happened when the rules were broken.
Not punishment.
Not exactly.
Something worse.
Being kept.
Chapter 5: The Second Me
Arjun tried not to look at the mirror.
He knew something was wrong, and part of him felt like looking would only make it worse. But the feeling kept growing, like something was pulling his attention back again and again until he couldn’t ignore it anymore.
Slowly, he glanced at the rearview mirror.
At first, everything looked normal.
Then he saw it.
Someone was sitting in the backseat.
The shape was clear this time. It wasn’t just a shadow. It was a person.
And it looked exactly like him.
Same face. Same clothes. Same tired eyes.
Arjun’s breath caught in his throat. He looked away immediately, his hands tightening on the wheel. His heart was beating so fast it almost hurt.
He told himself not to look again.
But after a few seconds, he couldn’t stop himself.
He looked back.
The figure was still there.
This time, it was looking directly at him.
And slowly, it smiled.
It wasn’t a normal smile. It stretched too far, too slowly, like it didn’t belong on a human face.
Arjun felt something cold run through him.
That thing in the backseat…
was him.
Or at least, it used to be.
Chapter 6: The Memory That Wasn’t Mine
The longer Arjun drove, the more something strange started happening inside his head. It wasn’t like remembering something clearly. It was more like fragments of moments he didn’t fully understand.
Standing outside the car.
Looking at the house.
Walking toward it.
He hadn’t done those things. Not tonight. He knew that.
But the images still felt real.
Too real.
His grip on the steering wheel tightened as the feeling grew stronger. It was like his mind was trying to show him something he wasn’t ready to see.
The presence beside him spoke again, softer this time, almost like it was explaining something.
This wasn’t the first time.
The road didn’t appear for random people.
It appeared for people who had already been there before.
People who had stopped once…
would always stop again.
Arjun’s chest felt heavy.
He didn’t want to believe it.
But something inside him already did.
Chapter 7: Closer Than Before
The house started getting closer.
At first, it had stayed the same distance no matter how much he drove. But now, slowly, it was getting larger in front of him.
The road wasn’t looping anymore.
It was leading somewhere.
The headlights barely lit the front of the house now, but even in the darkness, it looked worse than before. The walls seemed darker, the windows deeper, like they were opening into something endless.
Arjun’s breathing became uneven again.
He didn’t want to go closer.
But the car didn’t stop.
It kept moving forward, like something else was controlling it now.
The presence beside him didn’t say anything.
It didn’t need to.
Everything was already happening.
Chapter 8: The One Behind Me
Arjun felt it before he saw it.
The thing in the backseat had moved.
It wasn’t sitting back anymore.
It was closer.
Slowly, he looked at the mirror again.
It was right behind him now.
Leaning forward.
Close enough that its face almost touched the back of his head.
The smile was still there.
But the eyes…
The eyes were empty.
Not dark.
Not shadowed.
Just empty.
Like nothing was inside them.
Arjun felt his breath shake. He couldn’t look away this time.
The second version of him opened its mouth slightly.
No sound came out.
But Arjun understood anyway.
It wasn’t trying to speak.
It was trying to replace.
Chapter 9: The End of the Road
The car began to slow down on its own.
Arjun didn’t touch the brake.
It just slowed.
The house was directly in front of him now.
Closer than ever.
The road didn’t continue past it.
There was nothing beyond.
Just darkness.
The car came to a complete stop.
The engine turned off again.
This time, Arjun didn’t try to restart it.
He already knew it wouldn’t work.
Chapter 10: The Door Opens
The passenger door slowly creaked open again.
The cold air returned, stronger than before.
It didn’t feel like air anymore.
It felt like something entering.
Arjun sat there for a moment, completely still.
Then something inside him shifted.
The fear didn’t go away.
But it changed.
It became quieter.
He reached for the door.
This time, it wasn’t opening on its own.
This time…
he opened it.
And stepped out.
Chapter 11: The Inside Was Bigger
The moment Arjun stepped through the doorway, something felt wrong in a way he couldn’t explain. From outside, the house had looked narrow, almost too small to hold anything more than a few rooms. But inside, it stretched far beyond what should have been possible. The space opened into a long hallway that seemed to go on much farther than the building’s size allowed.
The air inside was colder than outside, but it wasn’t just temperature. It felt still, like it had been trapped there for a long time. The kind of air that hadn’t been breathed properly.
Arjun turned slightly, thinking about going back to the car.
There was no door behind him anymore.
Just a wall.
Smooth. Dark. Silent.
For a moment, he stood completely still, trying to understand what had just happened. But the feeling that had brought him here didn’t let him stay still for long.
Something inside the house wanted him to move.
And slowly, he did.
Chapter 12: The Hallway That Watched
The hallway didn’t feel empty.
Even though there was no one there, it felt like something was watching him from every direction at once. The walls were plain, but the longer he looked at them, the more they seemed to change slightly, like shadows were moving across them even though nothing was casting them.
The floor creaked softly under his steps, but the sound didn’t echo the way it should have. It just disappeared, like the house was absorbing it.
Arjun tried to focus on something real, something normal, but there was nothing. No furniture. No decorations. Just the hallway stretching forward, endless and quiet.
Then he noticed something.
There were marks on the wall.
Scratches.
Lines carved into the surface, messy and uneven, like someone had made them in a panic. They weren’t random. They formed shapes.
Numbers.
Or at least, something like numbers.
He didn’t understand them, but something about them made his chest feel tight.
Like they meant something he had forgotten.
Chapter 13: The First Room
A door appeared on the side of the hallway.
Arjun didn’t remember seeing it before.
It hadn’t been there when he first looked.
But now it was.
Slightly open.
The darkness inside the room felt different from the rest of the house. It felt deeper, heavier, like it was hiding something.
Arjun hesitated.
Every instinct told him not to go inside.
But something stronger pushed him forward.
Slowly, he reached out and pushed the door open.
The room looked familiar.
Too familiar.
It was the inside of his car.
Exactly the same.
Same seats. Same dashboard. Same small details.
But it was empty.
No driver.
No one in the backseat.
Just the car, sitting in the middle of the room like it didn’t belong there.
Arjun stepped closer, his heart pounding.
And then he noticed something on the windshield.
A word, faint but still visible.
WELCOME.
Chapter 14: The Sound Behind Me
Arjun stepped back quickly, his breath uneven.
The moment he turned away from the car, he heard something behind him.
A movement.
Soft, but clear.
He froze.
Slowly, he turned his head.
The car was no longer empty.
Someone was sitting in the driver’s seat.
It looked like him.
But not exactly the same as before.
This version looked more… still.
More empty.
Its hands rested on the steering wheel, unmoving.
Its head tilted slightly, as if it was looking at something that wasn’t there.
Arjun felt his chest tighten.
Then the head moved.
Slowly.
Turning toward him.
The eyes met his.
And in that moment, Arjun understood something without being told.
That wasn’t just another version of him.
That was a version that had stayed.
Chapter 15: The Stairs That Didn’t End
Arjun left the room without thinking.
The hallway was different now.
The door behind him was gone again, replaced by the same endless wall.
Further ahead, a staircase had appeared.
It went upward into darkness.
There was no light at the top.
No sound.
Just steps leading into something unknown.
Arjun didn’t want to go up.
But the same feeling returned.
The same pull.
Stronger now.
He placed his foot on the first step.
Then the second.
Then the third.
The higher he went, the colder it became.
And the more it felt like something was waiting at the top.
Chapter 16: The Room With Me Inside
At the top of the stairs, there was a single room.
The door was already open.
Arjun stepped inside slowly.
And stopped.
The room wasn’t empty.
He was inside it.
Another version of him.
Standing in the middle of the room, completely still.
Facing away.
Arjun couldn’t move.
He watched as the other version slowly turned around.
This one looked normal.
Too normal.
No empty eyes. No unnatural smile.
Just him.
The version opened its mouth slightly.
And this time, Arjun heard something.
Not a voice.
A memory.
Chapter 17: The Night I Forgot
The memory wasn’t clear at first.
It came in pieces.
Driving.
The road.
The house.
Stopping.
Getting out.
Walking inside.
Then darkness.
But not empty darkness.
Something was there.
Watching.
Waiting.
Smiling.
Arjun felt his knees weaken slightly.
He hadn’t just come here tonight.
He had been here before.
And something had happened inside this house.
Something he had forgotten.
Chapter 18: The Others
The walls began to change.
At first, it looked like shadows.
Then shapes.
Then figures.
People.
Standing inside the walls.
Some of them looked like him.
Others didn’t.
All of them were still.
All of them were watching.
Arjun felt like the room was closing in around him.
Like he wasn’t alone anymore.
Like he had never been alone.
Chapter 19: The Truth It Shows You
The presence returned.
Not beside him.
Not behind him.
Everywhere.
It didn’t speak in words this time.
It showed him.
Every version of himself.
Every time he had stopped.
Every time he had entered.
Every time he had become part of this place.
The road didn’t trap people.
It kept them.
And used them.
Chapter 20: It Let Me Leave
Everything suddenly became quiet.
The figures disappeared.
The room went dark.
Then—
Light.
Arjun was back in his car.
The engine was running.
The road looked normal again.
The house was gone.
Everything felt real.
Normal.
Like nothing had happened.
For a moment, he just sat there, breathing heavily, trying to understand.
Then a thought came into his mind.
Clear.
Simple.
Relieving.
He had escaped.
But something didn’t feel right.
Not completely.
Because deep inside…
something was still there.
Waiting.
hapter 21: Morning Felt Real
When Arjun finally started driving again, everything looked normal. The road had returned to what he remembered. The same shops, the same lights, even the same small turns he had taken a hundred times before. It felt like waking up from a bad dream, the kind that disappears the moment you open your eyes.
By the time he reached home, the fear had already started fading. His hands were still shaking a little, but his mind kept trying to explain everything. Maybe he had fallen asleep while driving. Maybe it was stress. Maybe none of it had actually happened.
The house wasn’t there anymore.
That had to mean something.
Chapter 22: The Small Things
The next day felt normal.
Almost too normal.
Arjun went through his routine without thinking much about the night before. But small things kept happening. Things that didn’t feel right.
His reflection in the mirror seemed slightly delayed for a second before matching his movement.
The sound of his footsteps didn’t echo the way it should.
And sometimes, when everything was quiet, he felt like someone was standing just behind him.
He never turned around.
Chapter 23: The Memory Didn’t Leave
He tried not to think about it, but the memory didn’t disappear.
It stayed in the back of his mind, quiet but present.
The house.
The hallway.
The versions of himself.
The feeling of being watched.
Sometimes, when he closed his eyes, he could still see that word on the windshield.
WELCOME.
It didn’t feel like something that had ended.
It felt like something that had paused.
Chapter 24: The Voice That Wasn’t Mine
It started softly.
At first, it was just a thought.
Something that didn’t feel like it came from him.
A sentence forming in his mind without him trying to think it.
Then it became clearer.
A voice.
Quiet.
Calm.
It wasn’t speaking to him.
It was speaking through him.
Telling someone something.
Explaining rules.
Arjun sat still when it happened, trying to understand.
But the moment he focused on it, it disappeared.
Like it didn’t want to be noticed yet.
Chapter 25: The Road Again
A few days later, Arjun found himself driving at night again.
He didn’t plan to take that road.
But somehow, he ended up there.
The moment he realized it, his chest tightened.
The street looked normal.
But the silence felt familiar.
Too familiar.
He kept driving.
He told himself not to slow down.
Not this time.
Chapter 26: The Music Stopped
The music cut off again.
Just like before.
No warning.
No reason.
Arjun’s hands tightened on the steering wheel.
He didn’t look around.
He didn’t slow down.
He just kept driving.
But deep inside, something felt different.
Not fear.
Recognition.
Chapter 27: The House Returned
The house appeared again.
Same place.
Same shape.
Same darkness in the windows.
Arjun’s heart started racing, but his body didn’t react the same way as before.
He didn’t panic.
He didn’t freeze.
He just… watched it.
Like part of him already knew what would happen next.
Chapter 28: The New Driver
This time, something felt wrong in a different way.
Arjun realized something slowly.
He wasn’t fully in control of the car.
His hands were on the wheel.
But they didn’t feel like they were moving because of him.
It felt like he was watching himself drive.
Like he was slightly behind his own body.
Chapter 29: The Passenger Seat
The passenger door opened again.
Just slightly.
The cold air returned.
But this time, Arjun didn’t react.
He didn’t feel surprised.
He felt… familiar.
Like he had seen this too many times already.
Chapter 30: The Backseat
Something shifted behind him.
Arjun didn’t need to look.
He already knew.
Someone was sitting there.
Watching.
Waiting.
The same way he had been before.
Chapter 31: The Realization
The thought came slowly.
But once it started, it didn’t stop.
This had already happened.
Not once.
Not twice.
Many times.
The road didn’t repeat itself.
He did.
Chapter 32: The Voice Returns
The moment the driver spoke, Arjun felt something change.
The words didn’t come from his thoughts.
They came from deeper.
From somewhere inside him that didn’t feel like his anymore.
And without trying—
He answered.
Chapter 33: The First Rule Again
He heard himself explaining it.
Calmly.
Clearly.
The first rule.
Do not stop.
The words felt natural.
Like he had said them many times before.
Chapter 34: The Second Rule
Then came the second.
Do not respond.
Arjun felt something strange.
He wasn’t choosing the words.
He was remembering them.
Chapter 35: The Third Rule
The third rule came last.
The most important one.
Do not let it inside.
As the words left him, he felt something settle.
Like a role had been completed.
Chapter 36: The Truth
That’s when he understood.
He hadn’t escaped.
The house hadn’t let him go.
It had changed him.
He wasn’t the one being warned anymore.
He was the one giving the warning.
Chapter 37: The Reflection Smiled
He glanced at the mirror.
For a brief second, he saw himself again.
But not the same way as before.
This time, the version looking back at him was calm.
Still.
And smiling.
Chapter 38: The Next Mistake
The car slowed down.
The new driver hesitated.
Just like he had.
Just like everyone did.
Arjun felt something quiet inside him.
Not fear.
Expectation.
Chapter 39: The Door Opened
The door creaked open.
The cold air entered.
Something slipped inside.
The cycle continued.
Exactly the same.
Exactly as it always had.
Chapter 40: The Third Rule
Arjun stayed in the backseat.
Watching.
Waiting.
Listening.
As the new driver began to understand what was happening, he leaned forward slowly.
Close enough to be heard.
Close enough to feel real.
And in a calm, quiet voice that no longer felt like his own, he said the final words.
Not as a warning.
Not as advice.
But as something that had already become true.
You shouldn’t have stopped.
THE END !