Welcome to my imaginary worlds!
My name is Ilona, and I love talking about movies, video games, fashion, but also food and pop culture fashion. But my real passion is writing horror stories.
Enjoy your visit!
Chapter 4 – Liz’s Coat Lelliana kept the coat for three days. Officially, because she was working too much to return it. Officially, because between two shifts, two nights that were far too short, and three late buses, it had been impossible to find a proper moment to stop by the library. Officially, because she…
Chapter 3 – The Bridge Between Them For three days, the unlikely friendship lived inside Liz’s phone. It began each morning with a message from Lelliana, often absurd, sometimes accompanied by a blurry photo of her coffee, her shoes, a hospital corridor, or a packet of biscuits eaten at three in the morning during a…
Chapter 2 – The Messages We Don’t Delete The day after Halloween, London had the particular kind of hangover only big cities know how to wear. The pavements were littered with crushed cups, wet glitter, and plastic vampire teeth abandoned near the gutters. Shop windows reflected a low, thick, grey sky, as though the previous…
I’m a little scared to post this, it’s the first time I’ve posted this kind of story. I wrote this story to make it a sort of novel. There are 11 chapters in total. I plan to post one every two weeks on Friday, hoping you like it. Happy reading. Chapter 1 – An Unlikely…
Fear, alongside laughter and sadness, is one of the fundamental emotions at the heart of every story, regardless of the medium through which it is told. It’s no coincidence that the origins of horror cinema can be traced back to the very birth of filmmaking itself, with pioneering filmmaker Georges Méliès directing The House of…
My family recipe. It isn’t a childhood memory—even though I ate them often back in Poland—but rather the first thing I learned to make with Vera, my mother, after we reconnected. The first time Vera taught me to make pierogi, I don’t think I quite knew what to do with the new space she was…
I/ The TikTok Lady’s Meditation Family reunions are an invention of the Antichrist. But family reunions that last 10 days are literally the eighth circle of hell. Here I am, stuck without Wi-Fi in the middle of nowhere in Kent in a boring house, full of boring adults, and the only person roughly my age…
My mother told me a little about what she watched as a child and teenager on television and among other things she told me about Winx. So I watched a few episodes on the internet and found some interesting things for my articles devoted to fashion.
One of my friends, Panda, organizes a themed movie night every Friday. We choose a theme at the end of the evening for the following week, and three of us are chosen to each select a film within that theme. The evening begins with drawing lots to choose the film, and the person who chose…
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