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The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own; pale gray skin, darkened blood stained chapped lips with a blueish color present as if she was deprived of oxygen. Droplets of water roll from her face as her sunken eyes blankly stare into what seems like my soul. The feeling of despair resonated from the depths of her dark eyes, sending waves of fear through me as goosebumps rose to cover every inch of my skin. I’d been through this many times before except this moment felt more real than any of the other times. I blink once but she’s still there, loud in silence. I blink again, this time rubbing my eyes as I count to three before reopening them. “Yes, it worked.” I sighed with relief. It’s the only trick that my mother taught me as a child that actually works. I stared into the mirror several minutes longer, wondering was my mind playing tricks on me or is it some creepy stuff going on. Something felt off but I couldn’t wrap my finger around it. I took a final look at the mirror before turning off the light and walking to my bedroom.
By Laydee B Writes3 years ago in Horror
Beyond the Veil of the Skies
The skies were dark and foreboding as the plane took off into the night, leaving behind the bustling city and its denizens. The passengers aboard the flight were a motley crew of travelers, each with their own reasons for taking to the skies. But as they soared higher and higher, a sense of unease settled over them, like a creeping mist that clung to their skin.
By Elysia Dawn3 years ago in Horror
The Fairest
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. “This is not what we agreed to. This is not what your promised!” I scream at the monstrous image staring back at me. It’s cold, reptilian like eyes ripened with raw hate sent a glacial chill up my spine.
By Jennifer Green A.K.A. Jenna Lynn Bretz3 years ago in Horror
Haunted Homes: A Ghostly Pursuit Part 1 - The Intro
There was a cursed bungalow on the outskirts of town that had been abandoned for years. The previous owner had died in the house under mysterious circumstances, and since then, the bungalow had been the source of many ghostly tales.
By Shreeraj Shinde3 years ago in Horror
"The House Of Dark Whispers"
The House of Dark Whispers loomed over the small town of Ravenwood like a sinister specter. The dilapidated mansion had stood vacant for as long as anyone could remember, its windows boarded up and its once-beautiful garden overgrown with weeds. Local legends claimed that the house was cursed, haunted by the vengeful ghosts of its former inhabitants. But when 18-year-old Mary Sinclair inherited the property from a distant relative, she decided to investigate the truth behind the rumors.
By Obaidullah Khan3 years ago in Horror
Broken Mirror
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. At first, I thought it was just a trick of the light or a smudge on the surface. But as I moved closer to get a better look, I realized that the image staring back at me was not a distortion, but a completely different person.
By Hamza Cheema3 years ago in Horror
Lost in the Woods. Top Story - March 2023.
**This story contains themes that some readers may find disturbing. Discretion is advised.** The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. That much, I had somehow come to expect, but today there was something different about her.
By Holly Pheni3 years ago in Horror
Metamorphosis
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. I noticed my hair was changing colors from its usual dark brown to a gorgeous crimson red. Streaks flowed down from the roots all the way to end. Almost half of all my hair turned red and the rest was slowly changing. My baby blue eyes had already become a sharp viridian green. A subtle sweetness filled the air in the room. It appeared seemingly out of nowhere, as if coming from the mirror itself. Perhaps my mind is still out of shape from last nights festivities. The drinking pains still lingering in my stomach. Very close to a hangover but somehow I staved it off. I thought it was that, but after a minute of close examination I realized it was quite real. A strange vibe could be felt everywhere; as if someone was watching me. I hated the feeling and the cold air made it worse. I quickly grabbed my velvet blanket, wrapped it around me and headed downstairs for the thermostat. It was time now anyway. Most of the day was slept away.
By Ishmael Tulloch3 years ago in Horror
