psychological
Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.
Shattered Dreams
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. It showed numerous reflections actually. Tall me’s, skinny me’s, fat me’s. Versions of me that were all chest, like I was one of those buff bulldogs in the old Looney Tunes cartoons. Then others that were all legs, like a chicken.
By Jordan Flynn3 years ago in Horror
False Face
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. The reflection wasn’t warped by shattered glass, nor some fun house effect. It was your simple standard run of the mill mirror. No fancy trimmings, nor embellishment around the edging, just a square brown wood frame. The glass had to extra treatment, nor varnishing that anyone could tell. Yet, that mirror, hanging at the end of the hall, did not reflect my face.
By Oliver Kipp3 years ago in Horror
The broken mirror
The old, Victorian house had been abandoned for years, left to rot in the quiet town that surrounded it. The townsfolk whispered that the house was cursed, that it was haunted by the ghosts of those who had lived within its walls. And yet, there were those who dared to venture inside, drawn by the thrill of the unknown and the promise of adventure.
By Vijayndra Suman3 years ago in Horror
The Unseen Presence
[email protected] The old, big house at the end of the street always gave the townsfolk an eerie feeling. The house had been abandoned for years, and rumors had circulated about strange occurrences that took place inside. Nobody dared to venture inside until a young couple, Mark and Emily, decided to purchase the house and make it their new home.
By Ariana Jean3 years ago in Horror
A Haunted House.
Once upon a time, in a small town in the middle of nowhere, there stood an old abandoned house. This house had been empty for decades, and many people in the town believed that it was haunted. They said that strange things would happen inside the house, and that there was an evil presence lurking within its walls.
By Musa Chohan3 years ago in Horror
The Phantasmagoric Castle
When I was a child, I had a recurring dream that always left me feeling unsettled. In the dream, I found myself wandering through a misty forest with no clear destination in mind. The trees were tall and imposing, their branches reaching up towards the sky like skeletal fingers.
By M Bilal Anayat3 years ago in Horror
Inside and Out
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. That's what I had to tell myself, sometimes aloud, every time I stopped to wash my hands and face or try to clean my teeth. Truth be told, it had been so long since I'd seen my own face looking back at me, I was starting to forget it. Time passed, likely weeks, and the gaunt visage in every reflective surface strained to convince me otherwise. It said, "Come on, what other face could you possibly have? It's you and me, like it always has been." I had to believe I had good reason to deny it the first time and continue to deny it. It was the only thing I "knew", and to lose it would mean losing myself to that... house.
By Rebekah Conard3 years ago in Horror
