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When I was in fifth grade me, my mom and my younger sister moved to a new flat. It was just women at our house because my father stayed fat away because of business. The building we lived In was actually owned by my Grandpa's younger sisters husband. So we felt safe living there.

The first week we lived there, it was okay. Except I always felt there was someone doing activities outside our main door late at night (maybe dancing or jumping) . As a kid I didn't think much of it and I'd never open the door either.

A while later, one night I fell asleep very late at night. My bad was pretty big and there was a sliding glass on my wooden bed where I kept my small dolls. Since I sleep with my head that, that night I heard some faint knocking sound from that sliding glass, I was really sleepy so I didn't think much and opened the sliding glass. And immediately some type of white smoke came out (idk if I remember wrong) and it went out of the open window. Like I said as a 5th grader kid, I genuinely didn't gaf. And slept like a baby.

Next morning before going to school I told my mom while she was tying my hair I mentioned it in the passing. She seemed to become a little anxious and told me that I was dreaming and that i didn't have to go to the school that day. I was happy.

On the same evening, she called some type of voodo person (Ojha) , idk what they call them in english to our house. And there was some family members too. The ojha did some prayers,sprayed holy water on me and left. When I asked my family members what it was they didn't say anything.

That was the end of that. But a few days later. The calling bell on our house went off like crazy very late at night. And it wasn't just us but other tenants too. So we went to check downstairs. And it seemed that a man was brutally beating his wife and his wife was clicking everyone's calling bells on panick.

I remember this clearly because I also went down with my mother. After a few hours. The man gained consciousness and said that he didn't remember beating his wife and kept saying that he was possesd.

This incident stuck to me because of how gutteral the man's voice sounded and for a kid it's scary ASF.

After exactly staying in that building for 5 months, my mother couldn't take it any more and moved. Despite the expenses. Apparently there were other unexplainable things happening, which I wasn't made aware of.

Later when we moved, I accidentally heard my mom saying to my grandmother that a violent djinn lived in that building.

Hello I hope someone can give me recommendations. I'm looking for novels that are really long (500-1000+ chapters), Cultivation themed and include mpreg (ik its a guilty pleasure of mine). I hope to find works similar to Ye Yiluo, Yan Ai, tomatoes flying through the sky etc.

It's the only hobby I have

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Everytime I think about leaving this country, it feels like I'm committing a crime.
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(Sorry I need to vent)