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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.

FIRE DANGER HIGH
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. An unexpected discovery for Emily as she pushed her way past thorny brush piles and old fallen branches. Still, she narrowed in on its solitude, closing the gap between herself and the dimly lit homestead.
By Victoria 4 years ago in Horror
Leaf in the Wind
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The small flame danced against the glass, seeming to offer a sense of safety and warmth. That was at least how it appeared to her. A young girl, around 8 years old with long jet black hair, tied back into a ponytail, which flared out behind her as she ran.
By Jordan Van Patten4 years ago in Horror
The Cabin
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. “I dare you,” my friend laughed, pointing toward the faint flickering light.
By Jade Ashlyn4 years ago in Horror
The Dasher Diet
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. I’ve driven by it my whole life. The cabin was tucked nicely within the trees outside of town, but if you looked at the right moment, a person could get a good glimpse. The path that once led up to it was no longer in existence. Bushes and weeds had consumed the entire area. I’m sure before my time it was a beautiful place. As a little girl, I remembered questioning my mom about why the cabin looked so sad. She always replied with the same answer,
By Stephanie Downard4 years ago in Horror
The Golden Horn. Runner-Up in Campfire Ghost Story Challenge.
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Hugh was disquieted by the unexpected presence. He was himself a trespasser but had arrived with a certain sense of proprietary. He had spent years working in these woods and just as long dreaming of his return. It almost seemed as though the cabin existed somewhere between his internal and external worlds.
By Charles Thompson4 years ago in Horror
Seeing is Believing
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. No one had ever stepped inside, and neither had the candle ever stopped burning.
By Kalina Xiong4 years ago in Horror
HAIL MERRY
THE CABIN IN the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burning in the window made Matt’s head swim. Either it was there, or it wasn’t. At the moment, he really wasn’t quite sure. He’d been seeing strange things here lately because of Clementine’s death. To him, all the world seemed a blur. The confusion was inside him. What was up might be down, and what was down just might be up. So that, this ghostly light in the far distance might not really be there at all. And not being sure just exactly what it was, Matt paused, one foot raised in mid-step. He was walking at the time over dry twigs and pine needles, walking as focused and as carefully as he possibly could, aiming not to make any sound, and became slightly disoriented by the mysterious light. It broke his concentration.
By Jyme Pride4 years ago in Horror
The Tradition
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Day, I correct it. This was written before the purge–before we buried the men who cloaked us in darkness; now, we walk in the light.
By Ashley Gleason4 years ago in Horror
The Long Night
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Klaus had almost given up hope, the village was on the verge of collapse. But if the candle was lit once more, then that meant she was back.
By Luke Foster4 years ago in Horror
Guests
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Its flame swayed and flickered with a slow, measured rhythm like the weary chopping of dead wood in preparation for the indifferent cold of winter. The wind was a plaintive and hollow moan that passed through the southern oak trees and caused the shingles of the cabin roof to dance and clack, saying “over here.”
By J. Coleman Dennis4 years ago in Horror
Burning, Burning, Burning
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.
By S.R. Var4 years ago in Horror
The Cabin in the Woods
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The newly lit flame was the first beacon of hope that one day, the trapped and tortured souls inside the cabin, would be able to break free.
By Cally Trandell4 years ago in Horror