psychological
Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.
I Paid $10 for a ‘Haunted’ Doll on eBay—Now I Can’t Sleep
It started as a dare. My friend Dylan and I were deep into one of those late-night YouTube spirals—paranormal investigations, ghost hunters, creepy Reddit stories—when he turned to me and said, “I bet you won’t actually buy one of those haunted dolls.”
By MALIK Saad9 months ago in Horror
The Candle Never Goes Out
The house on Gallow’s Hill had long since rotted into local legend. Every child in the town of Merrow had heard the stories: how the original owners, the Braiths, vanished overnight in 1912; how the place resisted decay while everything around it crumbled. But one detail persisted in every telling: a candle in the attic window that never went out. Not once. Not during storms, not during snow, and not even after decades of abandonment.
By Said Nawab9 months ago in Horror
The Last Text Message She Sent Still Gives Me Chills
It was the kind of blizzard that shut down half the city and left strangers huddled together in cafes for warmth. She had wild red hair, a laugh that filled a room, and the kind of charm that felt both chaotic and magnetic. She wasn’t like anyone I’d ever met—and that terrified me in the best way.
By MALIK Saad9 months ago in Horror
The Man Who Found a Crying Mirror
The Man Who Found a Crying Mirror Adam had always been fascinated by old things. Antique shops drew him like a magnet. On one rainy afternoon, while wandering the backstreets of a forgotten town, he stumbled across a narrow shop tucked between a bakery and a boarded-up tailor. It had no name—just dusty windows and the faint scent of candle wax and old wood.
By Noman Afridi9 months ago in Horror
The Night She Returned: A Haunting Message from the Beyond
It was the first letter that got to me. The envelope, pale and unmarked, appeared in our mailbox one ordinary Tuesday. No stamp, no return address—just my name, handwritten in an unfamiliar script. My hands trembled as I tore it open, my mind already running wild. Was it a wrong address? A prank? Or, as I feared deep in my gut, something more unsettling?
By Muhammad Sabeel9 months ago in Horror
Don’t Answer If It’s After Midnight
The first time it rang, Clara thought it was just a wrong number. She didn’t even wake up fully—just stirred, groaned, and turned over. The phone stopped after three rings. 12:03 a.m. The soft blue light blinked in the dark, casting shadows across her bedroom.
By Sami Ullah9 months ago in Horror
The Last Notification
Emma had always been a light sleeper. Even the hum of the fridge could wake her. So, when her phone buzzed at 3:11 AM on a Wednesday morning, she immediately sat up, heart thudding. The soft blue light of her phone screen glowed on the nightstand, piercing the shadows of her tiny studio apartment.
By Sarwar Zeb9 months ago in Horror
The Midnight Guest
It was soft—barely audible—like a fingernail tapping on glass. James sat up in bed, blinking against the dim glow of his nightlight. The wind howled outside his old country house, rattling the windows and moaning through the cracks. He rubbed his eyes and strained his ears.
By Funny Jokes9 months ago in Horror
