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The Demonic Sallie House is the most spooky house in America.
The idea of haunted houses dates back centuries and has always fascinated storytellers writers, and more recently podcasters and live streamers when discussing the haunted house phenomenon and that of fiction we tend to think of Shirley Jackson and The Haunting of Hill House or Stephen King's infamous novel The Shining such terrifying encounters. focuses on a story that has haunted America for decades and has become known as the Sally House. Make us glance beneath the bed one final time before turning off the lights
By Francis Dami3 years ago in Horror
Echoes of the Unknown. Content Warning.
Part 1: The Enigmatic Frequencies In the quiet town of Cresthaven, nestled amidst rolling hills, an eerie presence loomed. Late one fateful night, a peculiar radio broadcast slipped through the airwaves, captivating the unsuspecting residents. The voice that emanated from the speakers spoke in hushed tones, uttering enigmatic messages that both intrigued and unsettled the listeners. The town became ensnared in the clutches of the Otherworldly Radio Broadcast.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
The Siren's Wail. Content Warning.
Part 1: Lost at Sea Amidst the vast expanse of the ocean, a group of seasoned sailors encountered a sight that filled their hearts with both curiosity and trepidation—an abandoned ship adrift on the open waters. The vessel, a relic from a bygone era, appeared weathered and desolate, as if time itself had forgotten its existence. Unbeknownst to the sailors, they were about to embark on a harrowing journey into the realm of the supernatural.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
Reflections of Terror. Content Warning.
Part 1: The Enigmatic Mirror In a quaint antique shop, amidst a collection of forgotten treasures, a woman named Emily stumbled upon a mirror that possessed an air of mystery. Intrigued by its ornate frame and the whispers of its intriguing past, she couldn't resist the allure of the Mirror of Reflection. Little did she know, the mirror held a sinister secret—a power that would plunge her into a terrifying journey of self-discovery.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
The Forgotten Echoes. Content Warning.
Part 1: The Dare A group of thrill-seeking urban explorers, fueled by a combination of curiosity and an appetite for adrenaline, set their sights on an infamous abandoned asylum. The decaying structure stood as a haunting testament to the dark secrets and tortured souls that had once resided within its walls. With cameras and flashlights in hand, they ventured into the abyss, unaware of the malevolent presence that awaited them.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
The Enigmatic Brushstroke. Content Warning.
Part 1: The Creation Renowned artist, Victor Thornwood, poured his soul into a painting that would soon become his masterpiece. With every stroke of his brush, he unleashed emotions onto the canvas, giving life to a hauntingly beautiful piece. Little did he know, his creation held a malevolent power—a curse that would ensnare the minds of all who dared to gaze upon it.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
Into the Depths of Darkness. Content Warning.
Part 1: The Forbidden Forest A group of friends, eager for adventure and thrill, set their sights on the shadowy forest that had long been shrouded in mystery. They had heard whispers of its malevolent reputation, but their youthful curiosity outweighed any apprehension. With backpacks packed and a sense of trepidation mingling with excitement, they ventured into the depths of the forbidden forest.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
The Whispering Companion. Content Warning.
Part 1: Inheritance The Peterson family gathered in the dimly lit parlor of their ancestral home as the lawyer handed them a small package. Inside was an antique doll, its porcelain face frozen in a hauntingly lifelike expression. The air grew heavy with unease as the family examined the doll, feeling an inexplicable sense of foreboding.
By AshDream_Story3 years ago in Horror
The haunting shadows
In a small, secluded town nestled deep within the dense forests, a chilling presence lurked. The locals spoke of eerie occurrences and whispered tales of an old, abandoned mansion at the outskirts of the village. The mansion stood as a decrepit monument, its once grandeur now lost to time.
By Muhammad Mateen 3 years ago in Horror
My brother is the same. Content Warning.
My brother is the same as me, his surname is Zeng, his name is Chao, my name is Yue. What my dad and my uncle gave us both was "transcendence". It means that no matter in what aspect, I am superior to my brother, my brother is more than me, my brother is as thin as me, but he is very black, I am very white, my brother's aunt said that we are "black and white". My brother and I are very naughty, but he is very clever, every time grandpa, grandma, or aunt called him, as long as he is in, all "hey" a sound, and then ran over. Last year, my brother went to the army, the family sent him off for dinner, I went to the eye is red. When my brother saw that I was unhappy, he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Why are you so unhappy?" I just smiled and said "it's okay" and went to play hide-and-seek with my two ignorant sisters, actually pretending to be for everyone, and I secretly cried in the bathroom. My brother is a soldier in Zouping, said that it is very close to Zhangdian, but because of the study tension, I can not go to see my brother, I feel very sorry. I just called my brother several times, and he said that the training was very hard. I miss my brother very much, and I want to say a lot of words with my brother that will never be finished. Later, a good news came from my father, saying that my brother was chosen by the army because of his good performance, and went to the military district as a guard. I was very happy and proud of my brother. Although this is very good news, it will be more difficult for me to visit him, because I have less time, so I will have less opportunity to see my brother. Fortunately for me, "May Day" holiday is coming, our big family are going to see Ji 'nan brother, on the way, I think brother changed? After we came to Jinan, just to the gate of the military area, I saw my brother standing there, we went into the room to talk in detail, I mostly understand. Brother here performance is very good, every time the police protection commander sent him to, I think brother good prestige, and bodyguard like, now he and the army before he simply can not compare, he used to be thin, now standing in front of us. My brother looked so big, he had never looked like this before. My brother is no longer the man he used to be. He is a soldier.After Grandpa died, Grandma also left the Three Lions Village to go elsewhere with her aunt. A few weeks ago, my father, uncle and I came back to sweep the graves of grandpa and grandma. At this time, the village of Three Lions has also changed a lot. There are fewer Guanyin statues in the light cave of Sanshi Village Park, and the black hole is not as cold as I remember. The hillside in front of the three Lions' house was moved to a concrete road, and several houses were built on the main road. The stream is still so clear, but there are no snails and mussels inside. Back to the house I used to live in, now managed by my former friend. The guard of the big yellow dog does not seem to know me, only quietly let me touch its head, even my childhood friends also look at me, as if they do not know. Ah, Three Lions Village! Why has this beautiful little village become so urban? Why is this three Lion village so strange to me? In my memory, my three lion village is not like this: in spring, birds sing and flowers, the earth returns to spring, the bamboo forest behind Xiao Chun's home sends out bursts of charming fragrance, and lovely small bamboo shoots drill out of the soil. When the wind blows, the bamboo leaves rustle. The stream is frozen, like a child galloping forward joyfully. The three Lions Park on the mountains all over the flowers, that red like fire, lilacs petite sweet. Butterflies fly around the flowers. This perfect scene is more beautiful than Qi Baishi's landscape painting! In summer, my grandparents went to work in the fields. My cousin and I went to the swimming pool of the Three Lions Park happily, and after swimming, we went to the black hole to enjoy the air conditioning of nature. This black hole, what a comfort! This air conditioner is making me shiver. I miss the Three Lions Village in autumn. Autumn is cool, the harvest season. My grandparents harvested the rice. We don't go to the back hill to knock chestnuts and dates. When grandpa and grandma finished work, we would stuff the dates into their mouths. The roasted chestnuts at night are delicious. In winter, in the Three Lion village of pink makeup and jade, ice is hanging under every roof beam, shining, and every tree has become a beautiful ice sculpture. How beautiful it is! My village of Three Lions, I miss you
By Brandy Brown3 years ago in Horror
The sun rose slowly
The sun rose slowly along the horizon, emitting a dazzling light that shone brightly on the patches of green crops along the country path. The air in the country is unusually fresh in the morning. Wipe the sleepy eyes, stretch, look at the pleasant scenery in the distance, make people feel refreshed, you can harvest the vitality needed for a day. The work is never done. Four days have passed since I went to the countryside. Every day to a lot of "websites, one article from the life experience of teammates, but also staring at the computer all day, constantly revise and publish, really very boring, very boring! Through the window, watching the scenery outside, just the sunshine, vibrant plants, make people relaxed and happy. There's a wonderful world out there. I'm going to have a look. So, I decided to put down the work at hand, with a relaxed and happy mood, step on the steps, to watch the different scenery outside. Came to a classroom, fifth grade students are in class. They sat in the position one by one, under the leadership of the teacher, read the poem aloud, the voice is extremely loud. Looking at a young smiling face, it is so natural, as if I saw myself in the past, I can't help but recall, think of my childhood, and the corners of my mouth can't help but rise slightly. Childhood is how wonderful, at that time we are so innocent, carefree ah! Work is important, but don't just focus on work and ignore the scenery along the way. It is time for us to know how to steal some leisure in the busy, stop from time to time, look at the people and things around us, leave some good memories for ourselves, and don't let ourselves leave any regrets.You know what it's like to jump off a building? Haha, in fact, it is a kind of weightlessness, a heartbeat. Don't think I'm very experienced, I don't jump buildings, although there are emotions in life, but never think of "death". Life is only once, must cherish! I felt "dead" that day, which is a bit of an exaggeration, probably because the legend of the jump plane is too exaggerated. It was the first time I took a jump plane (18 years old art exam, a year ago), that night was quite bold, I felt nothing to be afraid of. Just rise to feel nothing, slowly side with the scream, the opposite teacher smiled to take pictures of us, then gesture to take pictures, and then the side is still screaming, but I can not make a sound, the heartbeat, unspeakable..... The first time to take the jump plane did not have a violent reaction, but felt the heartbeat! Then go to the playground and face the jump machine during the day, maybe during the day more rational, actually a little afraid, especially cherish the life, queue in advance actually felt the kind of heartbeat, so, I became the audience, to help them take pictures, but all spent, at that moment to understand why the teacher gave us. The picture doesn't have that hand gesture. I'm happy to be playing Heartbeats at 18. Jumpers, roller coasters, pirate ships. Playing these heartbeat games, I have a secret, that is: the key moment to close your eyes! Ha-ha. This age group play heartbeat is also very good, but I still think to cherish life, safety first! Money can buy a heartbeat but not a life. There is only one time, there is no next life, so live this life well.
By Claudia Hendershot3 years ago in Horror
