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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.
October Nights
The air is crisp and cold. The wind brushes the leaves against my cheek. A cool autumn night, and a bright full moon. I'm walking home from the library in town, although I live on the other side of town, but it's not too far if I cut through the woods. I've never been afraid of walking through the woods at night, but this is the first time walking while there is a full moon. However, tonight especially, it gives me the comfort I need knowing that there's always some light in the midst of darkness. Who would've thought that walking alone at night could be so peaceful. Just the sound of the leaves crunching beneath my feet, the wind whispering, and the trees sawying back and forth. Suddenly, a fog just happened to roll in. As I continue further walking, the fog gets so thick, I can barely see. I hear a twig snap, making me jump a bit. I turned around to see what it was, but I can't see a thing in this thick fog. It was probably just a squirrel or a rabbit nearby. Where the heck am I now? It never really takes me this long to get back home. Looking at my cellphone for the time, it's 10PM. Great, my phone just died, so much for using my flashlight. I hear another twig snap, I jolt my head, making my neck crack. That really hurt. But the twig snap sounded really close, and quite frankly, pretty loud. As if it was a huge animal stepping on a fallen branch. I shrugged it off. At this point I just wanna get home. Trying to pick up my pace, as of now, my walking turned into speed walking. I hear another snap, right behind me this time. I stopped dead in my tracks, can't even see my own breath in this sheet of fog. Everything fell silent now. The wind stopped, the trees stood tall and still. What is going on tonight? Right behind me, an eerie sound. Like a large animal, growling. I slowly turned around, trying not to get myself scared. I hear the growling, but I don't see it. I tried to look a little closer, and I never thought I would see something so horrifying. All I see, bright eyes, like amber. It snarled, I can see it's sharp teeth, as if it was trying to smile. It's eyes met mine, and I'm only 5'5". That's when I knew how big this thing is. As soon as it took one step close, I bolted running. I can hear it chasing me, but I still can't see where I'm running to through this fog. All that's going through my mind is get out of these woods and somewhere safe. I can now see the edge of the woods, and a streetlight. My legs are throbbing from running. I rushed out into the middle of the street, I turned around, that thing, it stopped. I took a minute to catch my breath. Looking into the woods, it's steeped in fog. Where did it go? It stopped chasing me. That's odd. I'm just glad that I was able to find the road. I turned around to start walking, and bumped right into this gentleman standing right behind me.
By Rachel Dailey5 years ago in Horror
The Life of an Abomination
It was a dark and stormy night. Around three a.m. previously. Sylba was screaming bloody murder in her cell. She had arrived just days before to the institute called Haunted Pines. The nurses had discovered through their intake blood work that the young woman was pregnant. Four weeks, exactly. However, due to Sylba's desire to fight and her constant rage, they co fined her to an isolation room with padded walls for the safety of both the mother and child.
By Amanda Ladd5 years ago in Horror
FOOLISH GHOST!!
Foolish Ghost!! I DONT LOVE YOUOUOU I AM NOT INTERESTED IN YOU!! Hasmukh, a tall fair and handsome guy. One day he was returning from office and It was a cloudy sky, cool breeze & beautiful evening that made him spend sometime in streets. His eyes beholds a beautiful girl who is charming with her beauty. He felt inside his heart that sudden rush and his eyes wide opened to catch her beauty. love at first sight. After going through all her social media accounts he came to a conclusion that Sundari is the perfect partner to him. Somehow Hasmukh managed to befriend Sundari and their friendship flourishes. one fine day he proposes her and this sends a shock wave to her because she was not expecting this from him. She asks him she need some time so that she can think. Hasmukh agrees and they decided to meet after a week at the same place same time. After a week, Sundari doesn't arrive to reply. Hasmukh tries calling her and she receives his call and gives him her reply I DON'T LOVE YOU I AM NOT INTERESTED IN YOU. And then she ends the call. After hearing this Hasmukh totally shattered, enraged with anger and he lost control over his emotions. He tells himself how someone can after spending so much time together and exchanging gifts and roaming around together reject proposal, such people deserve revenge. It took some time for him to come back to normalcy. While having love failure party at night with friends one of his friend suggested him about Tantrik and his black magic powers, if he does whatever Tantrik(one who performs back magic) wants him to do he will make sure Hasmukh have his revenge for her get fulfilled. He agrees and goes to visit Tantrik and does black magic, Tantrik says now I have summoned one of my cruel spirit and told it to go to her and haunt her. Listening to this Hasmukh got happy and paid Tantrik his fees and asked one final question how will I know that the spirit really haunted her? then Tantrik tells him to come back after a week I will summon the spirit again and let you hear from it how it haunted Sundari, this satisfies Hasmukh he leaves the place. Hasmukh after a week goes to meet Tantrik to know about his revenge. As soon as Tantrik sees Hasmukh he starts to chant black magic words to summon the spirit back to know about the given task. The spirit comes and utters a few words with slow voice before disappearing SORRY, I WAS NOT ABLE TO ACCOMPLISH THE GIVEN TASK. WHEN I SAW SUNDARI HER BEAUTY IMPRESSED ME AND I STARTED SLOWLY LOVING HER AND SHE FAILED TO ACKNOWLEDGE ME EVEN AFTER MY MULTIPLE ATTEMPTS. I THINK SHE DOESNT BELIEVE IN SPIRITS. I FAILED IN MY LOVE SO I AM GIVING UP MY SPIRIT JOB AND COMMITTING DISAPPEARANCE!!!
By Syalay Preetam5 years ago in Horror
Sanya
With a wince, Sanya rolled over to the edge of the bed to sit up with the taste of blood still lingering in his mouth. Prodding around his torso concernedly, he found that Jofre had left him severely bruised with at least three broken ribs from what he could currently assess. As he became vertical, his head swam and his vision flashed as he rubbed his face while letting out a raspy groan. Sitting there looking at the dried blood on his hands, Sanya wondered why he had not built up the courage to leave as a dull ringing overwhelmed his hearing.
By Mars LeoGrande5 years ago in Horror
Testimony
[water damage, indecipherable] ...morass made for poor travel, as my men quickly found out. The wains and wagons were the first to become grounded in the mires, sinking with a sickening wet squelch as they fell further into the muck. Many were left behind. We could not risk waiting to recover them, nor their crews.
By Rhys Barnard Jones5 years ago in Horror
The Evil Haunted Forest
"Come on, get it done!" Adam told the gaming screen, even though he knew it couldn't hear him. He was fed up, he had been stuck indoors for weeks with nowhere to go. Jesse and Tom had decided to go on a housework mission of which Adam agreed to, but he didn't realize it was going to take 6 weeks! He threw the controller on the floor, annoyed at the fact he had lost the damn game again, he stomped out of the room in a mood slamming the door behind him.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Horror
Red Blood, Black Skin and The Blue Sweep
Red blood, Black skin, and “The Blue Sweep”. My big sister was my hero. Back in those days when I still literally looked up to her, she was my Fearless Leader in our summer exploits. Five years my senior, it took a long time for me to pass her by 3 inches in height, as well as miraculously close the intellectual gap by finally meeting up with her in the faraway land of “grown up”. But back then I idolized her. When she would deign to break away from her fascinating older friends who talked about boys (what on earth did they do with THEM? It all sounded squishy and complicated) to come out into the sunshine to play silly childhood games with me, my heart would soar. I was 8, she was 13. I would happily be her Robin if Batman would only come out of her groovy teenage Batcave. Today, she did, despite the fact that these days our number one focus was on survival. We rarely played anymore. Survivors don’t have time for child’s play.
By Durga McBroom5 years ago in Horror
