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The Yule Lads Diarys pt 3
December 14th- Stúfur I rose around noon to find Davin in the living room, reading a book. "No chores today?" Davin looked up and smiled, "Olf said that there was nothing pressing for me to do today and said I should take the day off."
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
The Slit-Mouthed Woman
A terrifying Japanese urban legend Kuchisake-onna, or "Slit-Mouthed Woman", is a malevolent figure in Japanese urban legends and folklore. The kuchisake onna is the ghost of a woman who was mutilated and has come back to seek vengeance on the world. Her name comes from the deep, bloody gash which runs across her face, grinning from ear to ear. She appears at night to lone travelers on the road, covering her grizzly mouth with a cloth mask, a fan, or a handkerchief.
By Sky3 years ago in Horror
Animated bus stop horror story
This happened when I was 17 years old. I would go to the gym 3 to 4 times a week and ride the bus home. It was a Sunday and I had just missed my bus, so I had to wait longer for another one.
By Abdallah Shaban3 years ago in Horror
No Answer
The dead walk me like a dog. Attached to me is rusty barbed wire wrapped around each one of my limbs and my neck. For each limb, one of them holds the other end of the wire, and together they walk me like a dog. They're taking me nowhere; we've been walking in an endless tunnel of darkness for a long time. It sounds like our footsteps echo a hundred times over. The darkness is so thick I can't see anything beyond us. It's disorientating, like being lost in space. I never know where my next step will take me. Will I fall into a deep hole? Will I trip into a pile of corpses? I don’t know, and I hate that I don’t. It’s so cold I can see my own breath when I exhale, and the barbed wire feels like sharp icicles stabbing me. I feel like I will drop dead anytime now from Hypothermia.
By CotardDelusionz3 years ago in Horror
Haunter: Ghost-for-Hire (Chapter 02)
Read Chapter One Here Chapter Two There you have it, life of a Ghost-for-Hire. I’m Haunter, deader than a coffin nail or however that old saying goes. Now, I’m sure, dear reader, you’re dying to hear about the ins-and-outs of the afterlife and learn what it’s like after you close your mortal eyes for good. I mean, it’s the speculation of the millennium that philosophers and scholars, poets and writers, theologists and gurus have spent countless hours stewing over, so I’m going to share with you my afterlife story for the hell of it.
By Christopher Michael3 years ago in Horror
3 Very Short Tales Of Horror That Are Better Than Most Scary Movies You’ve Watched
1. ‘This new old house We bought an old house, my boyfriend and I. He’s in charge of the “new” construction – converting the kitchen in to the master bedroom for instance, while I’m on wallpaper removal duty. The previous owner papered EVERY wall and CEILING! Removing it is brutal, but oddly satisfying. The best feeling is getting a long peel, similar to your skin when you’re peeling from a sunburn. I don’t know about you but I kinda make a game of peeling, on the hunt for the longest piece before it rips.Under a corner section of paper in every room is a person’s name and a date. Curiosity got the best of me one night when I Googled one of the names and discovered the person was actually a missing person, the missing date matching the date under the wallpaper! The next day, I made a list of all the names and dates. Sure enough each name was for a missing person with dates to match. We notified the police who naturally sent out the crime scene team. I overhead one tech say “yup, it’s human.” Human? What’s human? “Ma’am, where is the material you removed from the walls already? This isn’t wallpaper you were removing.”
By Sky3 years ago in Horror
"Government Spy Becomes Plaything of Malevolent Shadow Creature"
Once upon a time, in a land not so far away, there was a government spy who lived a life of secrecy and deception. His job was to infiltrate the inner circles of enemy governments and gather sensitive information that could be used against them.
By Anders Tintin Doan3 years ago in Horror
THE MYSTERY OF ANCOL BRIDGE - Indonesia
Ancol Bridge (Jembatan Ancol) is considered one of the eeriest locations in Jakarta city. As a matter of fact, it isn’t as spooky as people say. It is the place where youth hang out on the weekends.
By Sky3 years ago in Horror
"Christmas Eve massacre"
It was Christmas Eve and the snow was gently falling outside. Inside, a group of friends had gathered to celebrate the holiday season. They were sitting around the fireplace, laughing and chatting, when suddenly the power went out.
By Anders Tintin Doan3 years ago in Horror
"Demonic Baby Found Lurking in Abandoned Hospital"
The sound of the baby's cries echoed through the empty corridors of the abandoned hospital. As I crept through the darkness, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. Suddenly, I heard a faint giggle coming from the nursery.
By Anders Tintin Doan3 years ago in Horror
The Yule Lads Diarys- Pt 1- December 12th- Stekkjarstaur
That night was the first night, and the first time I'd ever even seen one of them. My brother and I were out in the sheep shed, warm amongst the flock. Sheep are pretty important out here, and at Frjósöm Skref, they make up most of their livelihood. The farm has cows, two of them, and we were making strides with what Olf called "Hot House Growing", but the sheepfold was still their biggest priority. Iceland doesn't really have any predators, but sheep are not the smartest creatures. My presence here was to make sure that one of them didn't wander off in the middle of the night and freeze to death out in the cold. Sheep seemed to be continually looking for a way to accomplish this; a hole in the wall or a separation between the dirt floor and wall to scoot under. That's why they needed to be watched.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror
The Yule Lads Diarys- Prologue
To say that this has been a trying few weeks would be an understatement. I've seen some things I can't explain, I've seen my home invaded by things I never really believed in. I've played host to forces outside my control, and I paid the price. It has brought us closer, my brother and I, and closed a gap that I didn’t even know existed. Even so, I’m not sure what sort of psychological damage it may have done to him in the process.
By Joshua Campbell3 years ago in Horror