Horror

The Mad Trist
Thunder rattled the thin glass window panes as the blood warm rain water washed over the house and the night outside became a blue fog. There were many nights like this over the summer from the earliest time she could remember - drifting to sleep as she listened to the rain and felt the warm mist it left behind. It was usually on nights like these that Uncle Herman told the story of the Shoke Vampire - Mad Man Shoedsack, a stranger who once disappeared on a night like this one a quarter century ago, almost as though he floated away on the same rainy mist and was never heard from again.
By James Sullivan4 years ago in Fiction
The Devil's Beside
The Devil's Beside By Tyler Freeman The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The candle’s glow illuminated the face of a woman, her eyes alert and wild with primal fear. The cabin, though long unoccupied, was alive with sounds of creaking and moans in communion with the blowing wind. The woman listened carefully, distinguishing each noise as though it were speaking to her directly. Though alone, she felt presence, the feeling of being watched. She waited for some time before returning to the letter she was writing. It read as follows:
By Tyler F4 years ago in Fiction
Smoke in the Trees
The smell of forest fire hangs heavy on the night air. Visibility is a few steps in front of you and the hazy lights from street-lamps overhead. Max is walking beside his mom, Betty, both of them have their faces covered. Max scratches his chest, the continuous inhalation of smoke is starting to hurt. “Mom, do you know where this is coming from?” They don’t have a TV at their house and they don’t receive daily newspapers. Max is stuck at home during the summer, mostly helping his grandpa with household chores, but most days he’s out in his backfield throwing a baseball through a tire-swing that was hung up in his mom’s childhood. The last two days he’s been stuck inside, there’s no AC and the smoke has caused the temperatures outside to stay relatively hot even on the Canadian border where most summers rarely reach the 80’s.
By John U4 years ago in Fiction
Three Elephants On The Beach
THREE ELEPHANTS ON THE BEACH By Ania Bilous "The cabin in the woods stood abandoned for years, but one night there was a candle burning in the window” – I still remember how my Grandpa read me his favorite scary story in his sharp whistling voice.
By Mamamera4 years ago in Fiction
The Gordons of Wheaton
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Which was peculiar because everyone in Wheaton Montana had known the family who lived in that cabin, the Gordons, and everyone knew that the whole family had been dead for years.
By Joe G4 years ago in Fiction
Hell's Gloom War Memorial
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window..." Our ghost chasing team and myself, had finally made the journey all the way from the UC Berkeley campus in Berkeley, California, to one the oldest known war memorial sites in the United States. Hell's Gloom, located in the backwoods of West Virginia, was one of those forgotten places, in our wartime history, where the Confederate Soldiers and the Union boys went to battle in a fierce exchange of guns, knives, and bombs. The conference was supposed to end the Civil War, but in a brief moment of frustration, and a heated exchange of words from both sides, a couple of shoves and blows from closed fits, lead to gunfire and a vast count of dead bodies.
By Vincent P. Terry4 years ago in Fiction
The Light in the Window
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The Elliot Family cabin had been deserted since the late 2000’s when the father of the family, Marty Elliot; an easy going family man that coached his sons little league team, became possessed and attempted to murder his family in the cabin with a three foot crowbar. When they escaped and fled in the mother’s car, Marty pursued them in the family van before being apprehended by the police after a pursuit where Marty tried to run the cops off the road. When the police tried to cuff Marty, he lunged for an officer's gun. He was shot, but he survived and now resides at the state psychiatric hospital in a catatonic state... or so the story goes.
By Damian Reccoppa4 years ago in Fiction
Crooked Cabin
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It flickered in the dark and cast shadowy figures on the floor of Bleaker Woods. The Crooked Cabin it was so aptly called. It sat alone and secluded deep in the woods. The cabin was a single-story cabin with a porch that stretched right around its frame, holding up its slanted roof. It might have been warm and inviting once upon a time, but it now sat crooked and decayed and fallen into disarray. Even the single path leading from the edge of Bleaker Wood, that snaked through the trees, to the cabin had long disappeared. Over time, the hundreds of shoes that had paved the way to the cabin had been cleared away.
By Annie Dinh4 years ago in Fiction
A Ghost Story
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. He couldn’t bring himself to visit that damned cabin after the night his sister went missing. The anniversary of her disappearance was coming up. That was always the hardest for him, but he wouldn’t ever stop searching for her. It seemed like the police and the media were just pounding at their door for the first few weeks and even months after she went missing. The longer she was gone though, the less anyone else cared. His sister with the sparkling blue eyes stopped being a headline story. The investigation was pushed to the side, and despite his eagerness to help, people just seemed to forget. Even their parents moved on with their lives. He understood that completely. They kept her spot at the table open and her room wasn’t ever changed, but they stopped talking about her daily. They stopped buying her birthday presents and Christmas gifts. Her bedroom door remained shut and became an unspoken relic of time gone by.
By Scarlett O'Neil4 years ago in Fiction
Paradise Lost
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Within it, Venus’s eternal warriors gathered, a Vangel stepping up as the fire readied for a tale.
By Stultus the Fool4 years ago in Fiction
Your Imaginary Friend
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The single dull light illuminated the dark forest and caught the curiosity of a small group of moths and other insects. The woodland around the cabin was oddly void of sound except for the occasional hoot of a single great-horned owl who nested on top of the lonely structure. If anyone were here to see the cabin, it would send chills down their spine and cause them to run in the other direction as quickly as possible. Then again, what if someone was in that abandoned cabin? What if it was you?
By Sati Rose4 years ago in Fiction
Trail Blazers
“The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window,” Alice began dramatically as she adjusted her white visor and attempted to untangle some of her long silver hair from a branch that had snagged it.
By R.C. Taylor4 years ago in Fiction