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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 Abandoned Cabin
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Nobody dared to live in the cabin. A rumour circulated around these woods that it was possessed by poltergeists. Those who had explored the cabin in the past had never come out.
By Carol Ann Townend4 years ago in Horror
I Read A Lot
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window... I grew up near the Pine Barrens of Southern New Jersey. It is a vast wasteland of forest that remained untouched by early European settlers due to the inability to grow crops in the sandy soil. A person can get lost there. I'm fairly confident many people have. I even heard, among the legends of the Leed's family curse and the Jersey Devil, that the New York mafia used the Pine Barrens as a dumping ground for bodies they didn't want found. Despite being taught to fear the Pine Barrens as kids, we camped in the thick of it with Girl Scouts. Even as a 10 year old scout, I was a skeptic and didn't believe those stupid old stories anyway.
By Elizabeth Arnold4 years ago in Horror
You called on me
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It sat flickering into the dark, deserted and chaotic crowd of bitter trees. The intermittent rustle of the low breeze through the branches were inaudible inside the damp and inhospitable shack. It’s walls oozed neglect and made the air heavy with a thick earthy stench.
By Simon Curtis4 years ago in Horror
A Lost Soul
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. A flicker of light piercing through the shroud of darkness in the starless night. A beacon, reaching out like a friendly hand, weaving between the trees until it came to rest on the body of Hest. Lost, alone, huddled against a tree wrapped in his thoughts of a life he once knew.
By Daniel Millington4 years ago in Horror
Alone in Afognak
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Afognak Island was known for its abandoned Cabins. Trappers, gold miners, loggers, and simple old salts would come here to brave Alaska and her extreme lifestyle. They would survive one winter... maybe two before something pushed them out, whether it was the biting cold of the unforgiving winters, the darkness that would creep into the furthest points of the strongest of men's souls... or the animals that called the island home.
By Danielle R Bailey4 years ago in Horror
I Accidentally Summoned a Demon
Soooooo…. Yeah. Uh, I think I need some help. I accidentally summoned a demon. I know, I know. It sounds both crazy and incredibly stupid. But it happened, and I’ve been living with it for almost two and half years now. And you know? Things were actually fine. Until lately, when things went to absolute shit. Because I can’t have nice things. Ugh, fuck.
By Linden Schneider4 years ago in Horror
Stella
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. "Damn kids," Stella thought to herself as she caught a glimpse from her bedroom window. The cabin always made her feel uneasy, even in the short time she had lived here, but there was little she could do. It sat just outside her property, and anytime she brought it up to her neighbors they would change the subject, clearly reluctant to even talk about it, let alone do anything with it.
By Lloyd Farley4 years ago in Horror
What were you dreaming of, Kat?
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It flickered in Katherine's eyes. With a world that had been filled with darkness and colourful wriggly worms under her eyelids, the sudden light was a shock to Kat. It demanded intrigue. It was the same curiosity that left Kat in the woods that night and that pulled her towards the flaring candle in the rusted cabin window. It was the unusual crunch underneath her boots and the strange scent in the air that never quite smelt of pine. Kat’s breath warmed the cold air and saliva slobbered from her mouth. The moonlight glistened like shards of crystals dancing in the sky. Kat walked one step at a time towards the cabin. The air around her was as dark as a veil. Kat flayed her hands through the air and could see nothing but blindness. It was the cool breeze that pricked the hairs on Kat's neck and the squawk of an owl that pierced her ears, deafening. And it was the quiet howl of the wind that caused her to shiver, the hairs on her head to flow past her blinded eyes and tangle on her face like the thin web of a spider. She took one more step. With a darkness between her eyes and feet. Kat could hear her fathers voice as she took another weary step.
By Eva sutherland4 years ago in Horror
