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The Last Room on Hawthorn Lane
There’s a small, quiet street on the edge of town called Hawthorn Lane. People rarely go there anymore. Not since the incident. If you ask the older folks, they’ll lower their voices and tell you, “Never go near House No. 7. That house watches you.”
By ibrahim khan6 months ago in Horror
Part one: don't look into the mirror. Content Warning.
The diner was buzzing with the sounds of laughter and bacon sizzling on the grill. The smell of coffee and fried eggs flooded her senses. The bell sounded as every new patron entered through the front door. “How are you today?” She heard the hostess say at the front of the diner.
By Jasmine McClain6 months ago in Horror
The Monster in Mirror Town — A Fair Turned Nightmare"
Every summer, Mirror Town hosted the grandest fair in the entire valley. Ferris wheels spun under starlit skies, popcorn perfumed the air, and laughter echoed through the narrow cobbled streets. But this year’s fair was different. This year, the monster returned.
By saqib rehman6 months ago in Horror
The Whispers Beneath Black Hollow
Black Hollow had been abandoned for nearly forty years, its twisted trees and rotted cabins a grim reminder of a town that vanished without a trace. Locals in the neighboring county warned hikers to stay away, claiming the place was cursed—filled with whispers that didn’t belong to the wind.
By Tayyab Khan6 months ago in Horror
Her Reflection Moved First
Mira bought the mirror at a thrift store on a quiet Tuesday afternoon. It was tall, antique, and surrounded by a tarnished brass frame carved with roses. The tag read: "Victorian. Hand-carved. $40." A steal. She had just moved into a new apartment downtown and wanted something elegant for the hallway. It felt like fate.
By Solene Hart6 months ago in Horror
Just Another Dead Girl Underwater. Content Warning.
Trigger Warning: implications of death, violence and sexual harassment By the time the fisherman finds me, I will have been dead for thirty-three hours, six minutes, and twenty-nine seconds. Eighteen hours since the police declared me missing. Fifteen hours since Zoe told my biology teacher that my tent was empty, that I hadn’t returned from the party we’d snuck out to the night before. Careful, quiet, every twig a possible snitch. It was exhilarating, our hearts pounding, the smell of pine and seaweed thick in the air, and the moon a perfectly curved sickle.
By Muhammad Sabeel6 months ago in Horror
Sack of Bones
Content Warning: brief mentions of chilf abuse and domestic violence. I can’t tell if the yowling’s for the dead or the heat. It’s cicada hiss and lawn mower growl hot—so hot, it’s disrespectful. But as Dad shovels dirt over Papa, I’m cold. I can't cry, and it feels like sin.
By Muhammad Sabeel6 months ago in Horror
The Hollow Beneath the Pines. AI-Generated.
It was the summer of 2012 when I visited a remote village in southern France with my cousin Adrien. The kind of place where phones lose signal, and time slows down to match the hum of crickets. At the edge of the village stood an ancient pine forest, rumored by locals to be “cursed.” They called it La Forêt Creuse—The Hollow Forest. Of course, we laughed it off. At seventeen, curses were just stories meant to keep kids indoors. But I’ve never quite laughed about it since.
By Sherooz khan6 months ago in Horror
