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Happy Birthday
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Julia was walking close behind Tasha pretending not to notice it as they walked up, and all the chatter on the other side of the door. When she opened the door it fell silent. Julia went in first. Then the candle started to move towards them with a low hum.
By Andie Ngeleka4 years ago in Horror
Paulsey
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. No one had dared to visit because it was haunted by a ghost of a woman who was killed by her husband. This man was very controlling who had anger issues and easily became jealous. He was known for domestic abuse after it was found out his wife was cheating on him by having a scandalous affair with a business partner who was in landscaping. The place was old and rusty with spiderwebs hanging from the ceiling, creaky wooden floors, etc. Hidden deep in the woods literally in the middle of nowhere with no WiFi. So, even if you were in danger or wanted to call for help you had no luck. The saying is true that “there is nothing like a woman’s scorn” and this lady took vengeance out on her husband who took advantage of other helpless victims. She could not Rest In Peace until there was justice. Also, there was a kidnapping of high school students who dared enter the forbidden premises. Each was attacked in a different way with pain and torture. There was a lot of blood shed. For example, one drowned in a near by lake. They disappeared without a trace never to return home. The place was eerie and reaked in rotten death.
By Tracie Sperling4 years ago in Horror
When the Flames Go Out
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It was quickly followed by a dozen more, the flames flickering dimly in the darkness, only visible from the village for those who cared to look for them. At this time, hours before dawn, not even the graveyard shift paid any attention to the woods. Everyone in the peaceful village remained blissfully unaware of the events to come.
By C. L. Edwards4 years ago in Horror
Blue Eyes
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The light shined dimly in the dark woods, even though it was only an apparition. The cabin and the old stone stairway were the only things “Blue Eyes” McGee had loved. He put his blood and spirit into both when he built them in 1896. The cabin came into disrepair and had collapsed after Blue Eyes had perished, falling from the bluff, like his other victims. Only the foundation remained and was used to build another shack, which was now also deteriorating upon itself. The old stone stairs remained almost forgotten, winding up the side of the bluff to the top.
By Ryan Conner4 years ago in Horror
Black Kids Don't Camp
“The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. This is said to be a tool used to ward off evil in the old days, as a single candle burning in a window is a symbol of surrender. Authorities said that Sodderwall went on to kill all those who stayed in an unlit cabin according to this superstition, and THAT son... is why black kids don’t camp!” My mom said to me as she read an old article she found about Camp Ta’Xet-Tia. I kept hearing it replay in my head. Thing is, she’s so old school. “Black kids make a tent out of the beds in their room or set up a tent in the backyard.” She says as she prepares dinner. “Yeah, but mom, both times we did that… we had to come in at 10pm.” “Uh, yeah, why would we sleep outside?” she asks. “THAT’S THE POINT OF CAMPING!?” I rebutted, loudly. “Who are you yelling at?” “No one mom. I’m sorry. I just… I really want to go, and you have to sign the permission slip. Dad won’t do it.” “What so important about this trip? It’s called Camp Toxic Tea?, right?” “The entire freshman class is going, and I’d be the only one NOT going. And it’s called Camp Ta’Xet-Tia.” She makes a weird face. “It’s native American. So… what do you say? Will you sign?” “When it is?” “This Friday, it’s for the weekend.” “A whole weekend? You should’ve led with that. I’ll sign it right away!” she says jokingly. “Yeah, yeah.” “DEMARCO!” my name is yelled loudly. Must’ve been memory daydreaming again. I swear if I’m not re-living a memory in my head, I’m living a fantasy. I look around the bus, and it’s our gym coach, Coach Kerr. “Did you hear me? You’re in the cabin #13.” He says, holding his clipboard. “Got it.” I hate when my name is said out load. I mean, I don’t care about race, but you can just TELL mine by my name. I’m the only black kid here. I mean, Hector is Puerto Rican, but this is Arizona, that’s to be expected, I guess. He’s far from the only one. My dad got a good job out here back in the winter and we moved here. Coming from Detroit, this is very different. “Yo’, we’re in the same cabin bro.” says Hector. “Cool, I brought my Switch so we can play Smash later if you’re down.” I responded. Hector unzips his bag slightly to reveal his switch. “Always down.”
By T.D. Riyan4 years ago in Horror
The Black Lake
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. John let out a sigh as he blew out the match; the errant flame extinguished as it nipped at the tips of the bare fingers of his otherwise mittened hand. It was still Summer, but the mountain air carried an increasingly distinct chill as nightfall fast approached the remote, sparsely wooded hillside.
By Matthew Wheal4 years ago in Horror
Descent in Limbo
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Clarence had passed by the oak cabin a thousand times. The structure was sunken after its thirty lonely years. It lived on a small lot that was darkened by overgrown tree branches and grasses that danced eerily on windless nights. Clarence's parents' house was a ten minute drive away. He had passed by each day for eighteen years on his way to school. Yet like all quiet and unlikely things in his life he had allowed it's presence to become a customary backdrop to his superior and fascinating life. Tonight the light burned like a growing thought in the recess of his mind and before he knew it he was pulling his old Buick into the brush he reckoned was a former driveway.
By Jessie Foley4 years ago in Horror
A flicker of fear
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. At a distance, the flame could be easily mistaken for a firefly, of which the area surrounding the decrepit structure -- and the nearby Vandeventer Shelter -- was in abundance of on this humid August night.
By James Sprague4 years ago in Horror
Mr. Grim
“The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Mr. Grim had returned. The local serial killer who’d been missing in obscurity for almost seven peaceful years was back in his wretched childhood home, among these very woods. The towns people coined him Mr. Grim because like the Grim Reaper, once he sees you, you’re dead. He’d brutally butcher, bludgeon, pound or strangle anyone he so laid his eyes on; improvising his instruments of death based upon mere convenience. They say his father was an abusive alcoholic who would make him undress and beat him bloody with a switch, then lock him out of the house, forcing him to sleep in the frigid cold fields, here, just yonder. His mother was a schizophrenic who never uttered a single word, not even to defend her son when his cries filled the cabin, the thoughtless lashes ripping through his skin, piercing through his heart.
By Shelbi Billingslea 4 years ago in Horror
Moth to Flame
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window." The silent, distant glow wasn’t noticed for a time until Danielle asked Tyler, “What’re you staring at cutie?” Her airy voice oozed into his ears as she entwined her fingers around his.
By Aaron Thompson4 years ago in Horror
A Killer Bargain
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. I actually saw it myself when I hiked up here last year. The cabin isn't far from where we are now, tucked away maybe a quarter mile north of the last trailhead we passed this afternoon. It's well hidden, but I did finally locate it and can assure you it's out there.
By Brandon Phifer4 years ago in Horror
