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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.

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Part One: The Night Diary Entry: Saturday June 10 My eyes burst open. I lie still for a couple of minutes I’m staring at the ceiling. Sweating, I know that I am not alone. I can feel eyes on me. They are in the room. Something is in the room. I’m now unable to move. I can’t even turn my head. I can’t look down. I feel the sheet start to pull down. I’m sure that this is it. The sheet is almost all way off now, trying to scream but no sound comes out. The silence is deafening. The sheet is gone now and suddenly I’m able to move. It’s light outside the window… What just happened?
By Malachi Wyatt8 years ago in Horror
The Shadow Puppet
Phasing out the film that I had watched probably over a hundred times, I began to focus on my shadow which was flickering on the wall directly behind me. I raised my hand and my shadow mirrored my actions. I began to create shapes using my hands and body movements, a swan, an elephant, and a dog. I turned back around, loading up Pokemon on my Gameboy and continued to play when suddenly the power cut out.
By Leon Wolfgaard8 years ago in Horror
The Thing in the Mirror
Chapter 1 What am I? Am I human? Where would I go? Who will I meet? What will my name be? Will I have friends? Where would I live? Will I ever get married? Will any of my questions get answered. Why do I feel so strange and why can't I see anything? What's happening to me...wait, I see something...yeah it's a...it's a light I think...it's growing...I..I...I see my mom. She is beautiful, but what am I..I feel so weird. I think I can walk but I'm not sure? I...I have a brother—ohh look, I have another brother and a sister, but does that mean I am the older or younger?
By Andromeda Shirey8 years ago in Horror
The Outbreak - Chapter 2
Almost as if time had reversed itself, the car rolls down the same never ending road we were on returning from LA; I can almost taste the irony. With the wheel in hand and the blood soaked retracting roof now stuck to the back of the car, I’m sat in the driver's seat with Sam in the passenger seat, Jade behind her and Jordan behind me. Lucy is perched between them like an anxious bird - frozen in fear or turmoil. The heat is excruciating, every ball of sweat that slowly makes its way down my face or off my arms leaves a lukewarm trail that I feel during every second of it. I'm unsure if the heat is from the sun or the burning cars at the side of the road. The silence is both comforting and awkward; words avoid our mouths, stuck inside our heads just screaming for release. It feels as though days have gone by instead of minutes.
By Dud8 years ago in Horror
Two Sentence Horror Stories Part 1
I have been a fan of horror ever since I was a young child. I found the stories fascinating and loved the thrill the films gave me. In addition, I also read many online stories, which fueled my imagination. I began to write short two sentence stories, and I would like to share them with you all. I hope you enjoy them!
By Chance Burnett8 years ago in Horror
Cold
Wolfen claws or Dracula fangs didn't scare me. Things that went bump in the night, I ignored. The nether-beasts howling their agony from below didn't phase me. The wolfen were an urban legend, meant to scare youngsters. The vampires feared my name. The animated dead; those rotted corpses that hell didn't want, avoided me. At my name, they shrieked in terror, begging to be free of what I might do to them.
By Ransom Backus8 years ago in Horror
The Reaping
The Reaper I first met the reaper when he came for my hamster. I watched as the doorknob slowly turned and the door creaked open. I was expecting Jane, my caretaker—if you could call her that. But it was not Jane. Definitely not Jane. A very tall, skinny figure peered into the room. It crept quietly across the floor to the hamster cage and reached in.
By Black Pearl8 years ago in Horror
The Sack Man (Part 1)
This is a few pages from my new novel which I'm currently editing. The book will be available on Halloween. The Sack Man is the second part in my series of horror novels about demons, demonic possession, witches, ritual sacrifice, love, hate, and friendship.
By Richard Le Tourneau8 years ago in Horror
Gothic Short Story
I didn't indulge myself with many possessions; my bedroom was furnished with basic pine, a small table beside the stained bed, a thin, tall wardrobe opposite the bed. Then just a single window, brown frame and poorly constructed. It wasn't much, and I didn't need it to be, everything I had was ripped from me in days past.
By Scott8 years ago in Horror
The Fun of Camping
It was 10 AM on a warm summer day when the Amaris family decided to invite the Rios family camping. Slightly hesitating, the Rios family agreed to take a camping trip to Eastern Washington, even though it was short notice. The two families met at a gas station about halfway between Seattle and Bellevue so that they could drive down to the campsite together, since the Rios' didn’t exactly know where they were going.
By Jessica Perez8 years ago in Horror
Stars in the Sky
Tink, tink, tink. The rocks bounced off of my window. I know Luke would show up tonight. Sneaking as quietly as possible, I crept my way to the locked window. It opened without making a sound, thankfully.
By Myriah 8 years ago in Horror
New Burnley (Part 1)
The people of New Burnley were a peculiar sort, having been secluded within the acres of woodland very few knew of its existence and those who did never attempted to reach it. Accessed through dirt paths and narrow cliffs and beyond Lake Sebastian so named due to the unfortunate death of one of New Burnley’s founders on August 9th, 1759.
By Richard Le Tourneau8 years ago in Horror