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Horror Stories of Ghosts
In the dense woods of a forgotten town lay a haunted manor that locals feared even to look at after dusk. Known as the Grimsby House, the manor was said to be cursed by the spirit of a young bride, Eleanor, who had met a tragic fate on her wedding night over a hundred years ago. The story told that Eleanor had been left at the altar by her beloved, who disappeared without a trace. Heartbroken and humiliated, she wandered the darkened halls of the manor that night, in her wedding dress, until morning, when she was found dead in the attic. Some say she took her own life, while others claim she died of heartbreak, but from that day on, her restless spirit was bound to the house, yearning for answers.
By Mangol Sarkerabout a year ago in Horror
There was only one rule: Don't open the door
Author: Dream Books Sanjeevi "Too much curiosity is like a fire; the person who stokes that fire too much ends up getting burnt." “Abarth was right: perhaps it is better a locked door can keep secrets, but it also keeps the danger away.” "It is a proverb to say that when the wind blows, people should stay at home. Fools seek the storm." “Even if you seek knowledge, do not wake; a serpent concealed in the grass.” "The eyes that seek justice must be willing to live in the shadows." “It might be a general law actually that any wrong step forward can lead a man straight into the abysm.”
By Sanjeevi Kandasamyabout a year ago in Horror
The Whisper Beyond the Door
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. For weeks, it stood at the end of the dim hallway, weathered wood scarred by scratches, as if something—or someone—had tried to escape. Nathan was warned, explicitly. His grandmother’s words echoed: “No matter what you hear, no matter what you feel, never open it.” But curiosity, as always, was a wicked companion.
By mureed hussainabout a year ago in Horror
The Spirits of Laperal White House: Hauntings from the Past
The Laperal White House in Baguio City is maybe of the most recognizable tormented district in the Philippines. This radiant, Victorian-style space, painted a horrendous white, has really focused on in a general sense 100 years as both a specific accomplishment and a spot struggled discreetly. Its dull past, especially during the Japanese occupation in The Going with Phenomenal Fight, has abandoned records of sincerity, passing, and weight. All through the long length, boundless guests and paranormal specialists have articulated to see staggering events inside its walls, adding to the making course of action of unpleasant experiences joined to this horrible site.
By Kyrol Mojikalabout a year ago in Horror
The door
There was only one rule: do not open the door 🚪 It seemed simple enough, but when the old man muttered it to me before I agreed to house-sit, his milky eyes betrayed an unease I couldn’t ignore. “Nothing good ever comes from what’s inside,” he added, more to himself than to me.
By Ezennaya victoria about a year ago in Horror
The Whispering Shadows
It was a cold autumn evening when I received the letter. There was no return address, just my name scrawled in thick black ink. Intrigued, I opened it to find an invitation to visit an old manor on the outskirts of town—a place I had never heard of before. The letter claimed I was the inheritor of an estate that had belonged to a distant relative. Curiosity got the better of me, and against my better judgment, I decided to visit.
By Ƒนʀƙเ ฬʀเτєรabout a year ago in Horror
Ghosts of the Waterways: The Eerie Mystery of Phi Nang Lum
Thailand is a nation profoundly saturated with otherworldliness, legends, and heavenly convictions. Among the numerous spooky stories that have woven themselves into the social texture of Thailand, one of the less popular yet interesting spirits is Phi Nang Lum — a phantom figure related with streams and water bodies. This phantom holds an especially disrupting place in Thai fables, with roots venturing profound into the past, frequently showing up as a wake up call or an otherworldly substance that keeps individuals careful about the risks of streams.
By Kyrol Mojikalabout a year ago in Horror
Do Not Open the Door
Do Not Open the Door The wind howled through the cracks in the old wooden cabin, its mournful cry echoing off the desolate mountains. It was a stormy night, the kind where even the bravest of souls would rather stay inside, far away from the dangers lurking in the dark wilderness. Yet here I was, alone in my grandfather's secluded cabin, miles from the nearest town, with nothing but the faint glow of a dying fireplace for company.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Horror
