Hamad Aloqayli
Software Engineer
Hamad Aloqayli
Software Engineer
About Me
Bachelor's degree in Software Engineering, College of Computer & Information Sciences - King Saud University with second class honors.
Frontend Software Engineer with 4+ years of experience building high-quality ReactJS applications across Tech, Startup, and
R&D sectors. Certified Agile Project Manager and IT Service Management Specialist, skilled in aligning technical execution with project goals using Scrum. Blending technical
expertise and strategic project management to deliver impactful software.
Certifications & Achievements
Secured Second Place in the Quran Apps Challenge Hackathon
Secured Third Place in the ALLaM Challenge Hackathon
Secured Second Place in the ROSHN Challenge Hackathon
That night, he pushed the tape into the family’s top-loading VCR. The TV flickered, snowed, then resolved.
The VHS tape had no label, just a faded sticker that once said something in Cyrillic. It was 1994, and Zhenya found it in a pile of discarded electronics behind the Ok Ru broadcast station on the outskirts of Moscow. The winter air was thick with diesel smoke and the static of a dying empire. the goat horn 1994 ok ru
Then the voice again: “On October 26, 1994, a boy in Chelyabinsk watched this tape. He blinked. Now he lives in the walls. Do not blink.” That night, he pushed the tape into the
He was twelve, bored, and obsessed with anything forbidden. The tape’s shell was cracked, but the magnetic film inside looked intact. He smuggled it home in his coat, past his babushka who was praying for the soul of a country that no longer existed. It was 1994, and Zhenya found it in
And somewhere, in the dark between server racks, the goat’s horn scraped against the inside of the world, waiting for the next person too curious to blink. Want me to continue the story or turn it into a creepypasta script format?
And behind him, in the hallway mirror, he saw not his own reflection, but a goat’s head. One horn. Smiling.
My Skills
Major Skills
HTML
CSS
JavaScript
ReactJS
Firebase
Figma
Chakra
Sass
Tailwind
GitThat night, he pushed the tape into the family’s top-loading VCR. The TV flickered, snowed, then resolved.
The VHS tape had no label, just a faded sticker that once said something in Cyrillic. It was 1994, and Zhenya found it in a pile of discarded electronics behind the Ok Ru broadcast station on the outskirts of Moscow. The winter air was thick with diesel smoke and the static of a dying empire.
Then the voice again: “On October 26, 1994, a boy in Chelyabinsk watched this tape. He blinked. Now he lives in the walls. Do not blink.”
He was twelve, bored, and obsessed with anything forbidden. The tape’s shell was cracked, but the magnetic film inside looked intact. He smuggled it home in his coat, past his babushka who was praying for the soul of a country that no longer existed.
And somewhere, in the dark between server racks, the goat’s horn scraped against the inside of the world, waiting for the next person too curious to blink. Want me to continue the story or turn it into a creepypasta script format?
And behind him, in the hallway mirror, he saw not his own reflection, but a goat’s head. One horn. Smiling.
