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Get into the Halloween spirit; all about trick or treating, spooky costumes, Halloween decorations and haunted houses for October 31st and all year round.
The Witch’s Curse. AI-Generated.
Long ago, in a small village surrounded by dark forests and rolling hills, there lived a woman named Eliza. She was kind, wise, and known for her knowledge of herbs and potions. People came to her for remedies when they were sick, and she never asked for anything in return. But not everyone trusted Eliza. Some villagers whispered that she was a witch, practicing dark magic.
By MD TOUHID HASAN AKASHabout a year ago in Horror
Dark Warnings
There was only one rule: don't open the door. That was like waving a bright, flashing sign in front of me saying "Open me." The temptation was unbearable as I continued to explore my great-grandmother's home. This was the first time I'd ever been to visit the family home in my life. It wasn't until my mother passed away that I went there to share the news with the family she had left. I didn't realize it was only one sister that remained.
By Luna Verityabout a year ago in Horror
Reaching Towards the Sky
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. Atop a skyscraper in Wilmington, Delaware, there existed a garden. Plump tomatoes and long gourds grew multiple stories up, reaching towards the sky. In this garden, there remained a door. As harmless as it appeared, it looked welcoming and almost friendly. But the owner knew better.
By Skyler Saundersabout a year ago in Horror
Of the Spring. Content Warning.
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. In 1812 Sussex County, Delaware, a slave named Vernal, aged twenty-six, had been tasked to go into town to fetch soap, nails, bread, and spices. His placard around his neck felt better than a noose for running away. It read that he was supposed to retrieve the aforementioned items and return them to his master. What’s curious is that he saw a red door on his way to the market.
By Skyler Saundersabout a year ago in Horror
Door Number One. Content Warning.
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. The Newark, Delaware home featured amenities that most other residences in the city lacked. Sure, it had a fireplace and a brick oven for making pizzas, but its main feature remained its ornate cellar door. During a party, the schmoozing and light talk transitioned sharply to the observation of the door.
By Skyler Saundersabout a year ago in Horror
The Ghost Child. AI-Generated.
It was a crisp autumn afternoon when Mia first saw the child in her house. She was sitting on her bed, working on a math assignment, when she caught a glimpse of a small figure in the corner of her room. Startled, Mia looked up from her textbook and blinked. The figure stood there, a little boy with tousled brown hair and a white shirt that seemed a bit too big for him.
By MD TOUHID HASAN AKASHabout a year ago in Horror
The Maze. AI-Generated.
Lily had never seen such a grand maze before. It was the centerpiece of the large estate her family had rented for the summer. Tall, thick hedges loomed over her, making her feel small as she stood at the entrance. Her parents told her it was just an old garden maze, but Lily felt something different. There was a strange energy to the place, a feeling that tugged at the back of her mind.
By MD TOUHID HASAN AKASHabout a year ago in Horror
The Forgotten Friend. AI-Generated.
Jake stared out of the window, watching the rain pour down on the street. The weekend was supposed to be fun, but with the weather like this, it seemed all his plans were washed away. He sighed and turned back to his phone, scrolling through the same apps, hoping for something interesting to pop up.
By MD TOUHID HASAN AKASHabout a year ago in Horror
The One Rule
There was only one rule: don't open the door. As the shadows crept closer, Sarah felt a chill run down her spine. She clutched the old, worn journal to her chest, the key to unlocking the mystery that had consumed her thoughts for weeks. The moon cast an eerie glow over the abandoned mansion, its windows boarded up and ivy creeping up the walls. Taking a deep breath, Sarah pushed open the creaking door and stepped into the darkness beyond. The floorboards groaned beneath her feet, and she could hear the faint sound of whispers echoing through the hallways. With each step she took, the sense of foreboding grew stronger, but she knew she had to press on. As she reached the grand staircase, a sudden gust of wind extinguished her lantern, plunging her into complete darkness. A cold hand brushed against her own, causing her to gasp in fear. Sarah's breath caught in her throat as she stood frozen in place, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end.
By Mara Edwardsabout a year ago in Horror
Digital Possession. AI-Generated.
Emma always had her phone with her. It was her lifeline—like most teens, she used it to stay connected with her friends, share photos, and scroll through social media. One afternoon, while she was sitting in her room, a strange pop-up appeared on her screen. It wasn’t an ad or a notification from any of her usual apps. The message simply read:
By MD TOUHID HASAN AKASHabout a year ago in Horror
