supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
Boxcar "K"
Was I blind? Was it dark? It was not the dark that you see at night, but rather, a pure and inky blackness. I felt like I was being tossed back and forth. I could hear the hum of an engine, it wasn't loud, but it was enough to feel as if it was engulfing my whole being.
By A.R. Zeller3 years ago in Horror
The Deal At The Crossroads
I’m at that point in life, were you just ask “How did my life end up like this?”, but sadly I know. I know exactly how I made my fortune, how I got so damn good at the guitar and made a name for myself. I made a deal. This wasn’t an ordinary deal though, no this was something special. I went down to the crossroads. I placed objects of great value in a box and buried it; in the center. And I waited. I waited, till the air grew cold around me, and behind me. Stood a man, a man wearing a black suit, with a black tie, and a black shirt. He came from nowhere, no sound was made, nothing was there. I remember his voice so clearly, so coarse and dry like he had swallowed fire and smoke leaving his throat scared and burnt.
By Thomas Tome4 years ago in Horror
The Audience
I ran. Breathing hard, I turned a sharp corner in the woods, hoping I would lose them. I knew these woods better than my own house, even in the dark. Short, stumpy tree there. Turn right. Huge oak tree carved with my initials. Turn left and a sharp right. If I could just get to the creek and cross the water…
By Heather Nicole Miller4 years ago in Horror
The Shadowy Figure
I had the scariest night of my life one Friday night in August. That night, my aunt and I were out watching for shooting stars from the Perseid meteor shower. There was an owl or some bird that kept making screeching noises the entire time we were outside. We were standing on the front deck, looking up, when we heard music. I was not sure where it was from, but it sounded similar to a ringtone. I thought, "Maybe the neighbors are playing music." In hindsight, it did sound quite close. We stood out there for a few more minutes but, when we couldn't see any more shooting stars, we decided it was time for bed.
By Pachacutec32754 years ago in Horror
Steel & Bone
Casey’s eyes seemed to roll uncontrollably for a few seconds, and she closed them tightly before trying to focus them again. She rubbed them as if to wipe away the fog. As the room finally stopped spinning, she became aware of the roaring sound and intense vibration. Where am I? She asked herself rhetorically. Well, sort of. She recognized the unmistakable sound of a train racing down the tracks, but she had no idea where she was or how she got there. She anxiously massaged her throbbing temples in a desperate attempt to draw the memory from her brain. Nope. Nothing. Hell, she was so disoriented she wasn’t even sure of the time of day…or even the day for that matter. She took a deep cleansing breath and began to feel somewhat normal again. Glancing out the window, she saw nothing but the impenetrable darkness. It may as well have been a portal into the abyss. Well, at least she knew the time of day. Confusion flooded her mind as she wondered how she got there – and, more importantly, how the hell she was going to get home?
By JD Gallegly4 years ago in Horror
THE BEGINNING
WORD OF WARNING: I have yet to write, talk, or even THINK about these things without "stirring the pot". Sometimes its followed by a few movements out the corner of my eye. Sometimes, things literally move. And then there are times... well we wont go there yet. Please understand, this is my warning to YOU. The reader. Read At Your Own Risk. This goes for all my writings. May God keep you. XOXO
By Gisella La Croix 4 years ago in Horror
My cousin Samantha
Growing up me and my cousin Samantha were close. We would spend countless summer nights staying up late and talking about the newest gossip and the guys we thought were cute. And when my mother passed away she was there for me through it all. But a few years ago Samantha went missing for weeks, no one knew where she was. At first the police thought it was a runaway case but after a few days of no signs of her, they marked her as a missing person. After a few more months we gave up hope of ever finding her,until my aunt and uncle got a call from the police saying they found her walking along the side of an abandoned road. So my aunt,uncle and I all rushed down to the police station and saw her sitting there,her eyes looked unfocused like she wasn’t fully there. My aunt rushed towards her crying and holding her to her chest and gently rubbing Samantha’s tangled hair. While my aunt was holding Samantha, my uncle was talking to the cops about how she was found and where she was found and if anyone was with her. While I just stood there staring at her. Something didn’t feel right. I’m not sure if it was the fact that her clothes were a size too big for her or the fact that her mouth was covered in some dried up crust, but what really made me uneasy was her eyes…The soft chocolate brown eyes that I was so used to Seeing have now become an almost Auburn color. Her eyes were sunken in and had dark bags under them. It almost looked like her eyes had been pushed in and the skin under her eyes have been pulled down. While I was stuck there staring at my cousin my uncle came up from behind me and tapped my shoulder and said “Audrey? Are you alright? Why aren’t you sitting with your cousin?” I didn’t know what to say, have I really been standing there staring for that long? “Sorry uncle terry,I-I just can’t believe she’s home” my uncle smiled at me and nudged me foward “I know Sweetie but I think she needs you right now, I’ll be over there in a minute I have to talk with the officer a little more” I nod my head and walk forward and sit next to my cousin and Shakily grab her hand “Hey…Samantha, are you ok?” Samantha says nothing but keeps looking forward with unfocused eyes and nods her head. My aunt has calmed down a little more and is talking with the officers while I continue to sit with my cousin. After we stayed in the police station for a little while longer for questioning, the police station took down the missing posters and called off the search party, we were finally able to head home. After we get out of the car my aunt takes my cousin upstairs and helps her take a bath,do her hair and gets her some fresh clothe, my aunt puts my cousin to bed in her room. As I’m sitting downstairs in the dinning room my aunt comes downstairs and says “She’s asleep, We are going to have to be gentle with her for the next few months, we don’t know what happened to her while she was gone and she doesn’t remember much from when she was missing and I don’t want to trigger something so let’s not bring it up alright?” “Yes aunt Grace” I say. After we talk for a little while longer I go upstairs to go to bed. After a few months I started to notice strange things about Samantha. Through the day she would stare into space. Now that would be normal enough if her eyes didn’t dilate nonstop. And when I would ask her if she was ok, her eyes would go back to normal and she would look at me and smile the walk away. Next thing I noticed is that at least once a week she will disappear for hours and come back with her hands completely dirty and covered in blood and her excuse is always “Don’t worry,I just fell”. At first I believed her…Until I saw a smudge of dry blood near her mouth. But the most disturbing thing I noticed is the whispering. Every night around 2 in the morning I hear whispering. But not just one voice, it’s multiple. One night it was so loud that I couldn’t sleep,but yet I still couldn’t understand what they were saying. So I got up and walked into her room but she was laying down asleep. So the next morning I asked her what was she whispering about and who was she talking too she looks at me with those unfocused eyes and says “What are you talking about? I wasn’t talking to anyone last night”. So then I ask my aunt and uncle about it and they tell me I’m just imagining things.But I know I’m not. Finally one night while I was hearing the whispering, I get out of my bed and quietly head down the hall towards Samantha’s room. I stop in front of her door and put my ear to it and I hear the whispering louder than ever. I hear voices I never heard before but hear Samantha’s voice the loudest. I slowly push open the door and look through the crack. What I saw made my hair stand on end. A sliver of moonlight peaks through Samantha’s room and hits her mirror so her reflection was very clear. Samantha’s back was facing the door. I look into her mirror and had to quickly cover my mouth so I wouldn’t scream. Samantha’s mouth was so wide open that it was humanly impossible but yet it was still moving. Her teeth were jagged and yellow,it almost look like someone broke her teeth with a hammer. Her eyes were completely sunken in and pitch black and yet they still flowed in the moonlight. There were bulging vains on her neck and they were completely black.whoever this was or whatever that THING is…It’s not my cousin.
By Life is odd 4 years ago in Horror
A lonely Walk in the graveyard
I decided to use a few apps on my phone to do a ghost-hunting video for my channel. Love the apps GhostTube, GhostTube SLS, and GhostTube VOX. They each have their purpose and I love to try and find different spirits in different places.
By Kerrie G.Diaz4 years ago in Horror
