Shamshath Begam
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The Hypnotic Abyss
The typhoon out of doors changed into relentless. Rain lashed in opposition to the windows and the wind howled like a tortured spirit. within the dimly lit residing room, the air felt thick with tension. Mark sat in his armchair, eyes closed, his respiratory even and serene. His older brother, Alex, paced nervously, his fingers trembling as he clutched a small pocket watch. It had begun as a game a harmless trick to entertain themselves all through the power outage. Alex was analyzing approximately hypnosis and the notion it might be a laugh to try it out on Mark. Hed by no means imagined matters would spiral so far out of manipulation.
By Shamshath Begamabout a year ago in Horror
The Haunting of Self
It became a crisp autumn evening after I first felt it an inexplicable shift inside the air, a diffused trade in the very cloth of my being. i was by myself in my small, dimly lit condominium, savoring the quiet after a protracted day of labor. The town hum became , almost comforting murmur as I settled into my preferred armchair with an excellent book. but that night, some thing changed into one of a kind.the first signal of something amiss became a bizarre chill that regarded to emanate from nowhere. I shrugged it off because the impact of a draft or perhaps my creativity, but because the mins exceeded, the sensation grew stronger. It was as even though an unseen presence became encroaching upon my space, filling the room with an eerie, suffocating power.all of sudden, without warning, my ebook flew from my fingers and landed across the room with a loud thud. Startled, I jumped up and scanned the room, however there was no visible disturbance. i used to be by myself so I concept. That was the primary night time I felt the presence, although I failed to are aware of it then. The ghost, as i'd come to analyze, had already all started to take hold.The next few days have been marked via bizarre occurrences. objects shifted inexplicably, small things like pens and cups, and the light furniture flickered as if in silent communication with an unseen entity.
By Shamshath Begamabout a year ago in Horror
Becoming Beast
My mood, once an extraordinary and fleeting element, was now a beast of its own, prowling just beneath the floor, looking forward to the slightest provocation to strike. And while it did, it left destruction in its wake broken friendships, harming emotions, and the sour taste of remorse. It was extra than simply anger, although. something deeper, greater primal, became awakening inside me. My senses sharpened, my body felt stronger, greater effective. I'd capture myself in the reflection sometimes, gazing at the person who seemed lower back at me. changed into that definitely me? My reflection appeared off, as even though my eyes had been darker, more holes.
By Shamshath Begamabout a year ago in Horror
The ready
Lily turned into simplest ten, but she became smart and independent. Her parents frequently praised her for being so grown-up. but now, she was just a little girl waiting, and the ready became the hardest element. the primary night time, Lily stayed up past due, sitting at the vintage couch in the dwelling room, watching the arms of the clock inch ahead. She had made a dinner of peanut butter sandwiches and milk, which she didnt absolutely consume. She listened for the sound of the car pulling into the gravel driveway, the jingle of her dads keys, the sound of her mothers laughter.
By Shamshath Begamabout a year ago in Horror
"Nightmare's Embrace: The Haunting of Emily"
It's a terrifying story of a girl who finds herself home alone one night for the first time. She usually has a dog. The girl hears news about a serial killer. She locks all the doors and windows and goes to sleep, but none of them close.
By Shamshath Begam2 years ago in Horror
"The Well of Regret: A Tale of Temptation and Redemption"
Keith was 12 the first time the old man in the well spoke to him. Keith was out playing after dark on the family's small farm near the well. The old well had beams supporting a rope and pulley with a bucket attached, even though Keith was told that well ran dry before he was born.
By Shamshath Begam2 years ago in Horror
Shadows of Dread
In the middle of a vast metropolis, shrouded in the darkness of night, lurked like a vicious beast stalking the streets. It was a creature born from the depths of dreams, a grotesque amalgam of flesh and bone, its eyes seemingly waiting to pounce with a vicious hunger.
By Shamshath Begam2 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of Shadows: A Tale of Love and Redemption
Days turned to weeks and weeks to months, but the memory of that horrible night lingered like a ghost in Jake and Emily's minds. They returned to their normal lives, but what they had once taken for granted was irreparably damaged. Every rustle of the wind, every shadow of the setting sun reminded them of the horrors they had met in the depths of the forest.
By Shamshath Begam2 years ago in Horror
