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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.
The Caretaker of Cavendish Manor. Top Story - March 2023.
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. She had the same brown hair, same blackheads, same tired eyes looking back at me, but somehow I knew she was a fake. It was in the expression on her face, as if she was keeping a secret. I scoffed at her, spraying the antique mirror with some cleaning solution and wiping it with a cloth. The rest of the parlor’s furnishings were shrouded in dust covers. I thought it best to keep them covered and only use what was necessary.
By Leslie Writes3 years ago in Horror
Save one Bullet for Yourself
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. The anger boiling out of my heart had frozen my face into a stone mask of fury and indignation. 'Who did he think he was?' I raged internally. 'He was not going to get away with this.'
By Tina D'Angelo3 years ago in Horror
A Piece of Candy
A Piece of Candy The mirror showed a reflection that was not my own. I took a step back, startled by what I was seeing, but not confused. I felt my brain register the visual. Processing it like someone trying to process a memory from long ago that had been triggered by an aroma. As I processed the image, the mirror expanded. No, not expanded. Multiplied on itself. I saw fire. I took another step back, but I didn’t take my eyes off the mirror. The mirror multiplied again. The fire dilated, it spread from the first mirror to the second mirror. A feeling of intrigue came over me. Curiosity even. What exactly was I seeing? Yes, it was a mirror, and it was fire within it, but why?
By D.A. Rowley3 years ago in Horror
The Dark Figure
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. I trembled as I stood facing the unnerving image. I looked behind me several times, but no one else was in the room; however, the image in the mirror appeared to grow closer each time my gaze returned to the oval on the wall. I took a deep breath and swallowed a huge lump in my throat as I slowly forced my shaking hand to touch the mirror. A bloody hand suddenly emerged and grabbed my wrist. I tried to scream, but no sound came. As my feet left the floor, I began to kick violently trying to free myself. The harder I fought, the tighter the grip became on my wrist. Then I remembered the sword hanging on the wall to my left. I desperately groped for the weapon, but it was just beyond my reach. I frantically began to kick the wall harder in hopes that the sound would attract someone's attention. No one came, but the vibration began to loosen the mirror from its hook on the wall. It swiftly fell, crashing violently to the floor. I fell backward, hitting my head on the nearby table. All went black.
By GeRita Steise3 years ago in Horror
The Haunted Woods: A Terrifying Encounter on Halloween Night
Dear readers, I want to share a story with you about a real situation that happened to one of my friends. It was Halloween night, and a group of them decided to go for a scare walk in the woods. What they experienced was something they never could have imagined. They encountered a man who chased them relentlessly through the woods, and they thought they would never make it out alive. But what they witnessed next was even more terrifying. It's a story that will make you think twice before venturing into the woods on Halloween night.
By Aisha Raheel3 years ago in Horror
Revenge Is Sweet. Top Story - March 2023.
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. And I couldn’t have been more pleased. Peering from the cloudy depths of the rippled glass was Janice Holbrook, my nemesis, my archenemy, my bully. And she deserved it. No one could deny, she absolutely deserved it.
By Ahna Lewis3 years ago in Horror
Reflection in the Mirror
Shadows of The Mind Chapter 1: The Morning Turns Dark The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. The first time it happened, I was brushing my teeth before bed. I glanced up into the bathroom mirror and saw a figure behind me. I turned around, but no one was there. When I looked back into the mirror, the reflection showed someone else entirely. It was me, but not quite. The face was distorted, the eyes were black, and the smile was twisted.
By Content Creator3 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of the Victorian Mansion
It was a dark and stormy night, the kind that sends shivers down your spine and makes your heart race with every bolt of lightning. Sarah had just moved into her new home, a beautiful old Victorian mansion that had been on the market for years. Despite the warnings from her friends and family about the strange rumors surrounding the house, Sarah had fallen in love with it at first sight.
By Paranthaman 3 years ago in Horror
