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The Night the Ocean Breathed Back
The storm had stopped hours ago, but the wind still howled through the tiny coastal town of Grayford. From my attic window, I could see the ocean—a restless black mass under a silver moon. I’d grown up with that view. The tide always came in and out like clockwork, as if the sea and the town had an unspoken agreement: I take, I give, I take, I give.
By Muhammad Kaleemullah6 months ago in Horror
House No. 450
After I finished preparing dinner, my eyes fell on the clock on the wall as I left the kitchen. Oh, it's so late. I quickly picked up the sheet lying on the sofa in front of me, put it on, and put the house key in my purse and left the house. On the way, the Maghrib call to prayer had begun. The children will say, "Mama forgot to pick us up from tuition today." I thought and walked towards their tuition center with quick steps.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Horror
The Whispering Mirror: A Haunted Tale from the Village of Shadows"
Introduction: The Forgotten House In the remote Bangladeshi village of Banshbaria, there stood an ancient house no one dared to enter. Children whispered stories about shadows in its windows. The locals called it “ছায়ার বাড়ি” — House of Shadows.
By Md Abul Kasem6 months ago in Horror
The Loyalty of the Lion King
Deep in the heart of the golden savannah, where the sun kissed the earth and the wind whispered through tall grass, ruled a mighty lion known as Zahir the Lion King. His mane glowed like fire, his roar shook the heavens, and his heart beat with wisdom, courage, and most of all—loyalty.
By Ahmad shah6 months ago in Horror
That terrifying night
It was eleven o'clock at night and I was sleeping as if I had sold all my donkeys and horses. In my dreams, what islands was I traveling to when the phone's continuous ringing shook me and made me jump into the world of consciousness and senses. With difficulty controlling my sleeping nerves, I picked up the phone.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Horror
The Jinn Ran Away
This is a short story my grandson Taimur, who is thirteen years old, told about the mother of his friend Zain Ali. Zain Ali's mother Nusrat Bibi loves and adores Taimur very much like her son. She is a very pure, good-natured, kind-hearted and refined woman. When Nusrat Bibi was told that she was pregnant, her husband and all the family were extremely happy.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Horror
The Safety of the Light
The perimeter must remain lit. It was the only rule the village enforced. For generations, as dusk set in a handful of adults would gather by the fire, light the torches, and carry them to the edge of their homes. Children watched gleefully as the flames danced to life one by one, like stars hovering just above the earth. “You must never venture beyond the light,” the elders warned in the gravest of tones.
By Alex Boone6 months ago in Horror
