supernatural

The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.

The Curious Case of the Feet in a Pair of Boots
A lot happened in 2020, a lot that I can imagine most of us wish to forget. Nevertheless, it has changed the world forever and whether we like it or not COVID-19 is not going anywhere. For me, as well as many many others, COVID-19 has completely changed our lives. I was 22 and had not long graduated university. I lost my job at the start of the pandemic and found myself sofa-surfing. It was awful. The only good thing in my life was having met my current partner, and he asked me to live with him. Our flat wasn't much just a studio flat in a building of about fourteen others.
By Rosie J. Sargent4 years ago in Horror
He Watches From The Corner
Amanda Briggs gently held her teacup, waves of warmth skimming through her veins. She gazed out the window at the magnificent forest stretching out from her house. In these moments, Amanda could think everything was right with the world.
By T. A. Brimer4 years ago in Horror
Depths of darkness
Day and Night. Light and Dark. Most people associate the dark with the night. This doesn’t simply end with the absence of light, but has also become known for the place where all things sinister belong. Thus, becoming The Darkness.
By Anabeth Conatts4 years ago in Horror
My Hometown Never Existed
I recently stumbled upon some confusing information about my hometown. Before I tell you what my conflict is, I need to offer you some background. I am a 24-year-old male who aged out of the foster care system five years ago. I never had a chance to meet my parents as I was left outside of a fire station as a newborn. That’s all I know about my biological family. This meant that I grew up in an orphanage. Despite my town of St. Anterrio being small, the orphanage was necessary considering the high amount of children in the system. Our town specifically seemed to have a high number of children whose parents seemingly disappeared without a trace. It seemed normal at the time to assume it only seemed like a lot of kids' parents simply vanished because all of the kids I knew were also in the orphanage. Sort of an in-group instance in terms of psychology.
By Kai Storm4 years ago in Horror
Scratch of the Wendigo..
We all know, unless, of course, you haven't heard of the tale and ongoing mystery of the Native American history of the beast. As we call it, to this day, the Wendigo.. We describe it to be a flesh eating monster whom creeps in the shadows of the night silence, who stands very tall, containing antlers with the body of a decomposing deer and sharp, long claws. It was, we believe to be, once a human. A human to then crave lonely wonderers in the dark. Specifically, the woods.
By Matthew Marchand4 years ago in Horror
The Weird Tapes
I got another one of those weird tapes in the mail today. Same exact thing as last time, too. Taped shut like it was meant to survive Armageddon and tucked under all the other mail.
By Luther Kross4 years ago in Horror
I No Longer Have a Best Friend
"Johnny?" "Y-yeah?" "Johnny, it's me, Frankie. I gotta tell yous something, man." "What's a matter wit' yous, Frankie? It's freaking three a.m.!"
By Luther Kross4 years ago in Horror
A Central Wisconsin Nightmare
In a small village with a population of 674, one wouldn't think there would be much in the way of adventure, much less that one story that sets you apart from the rest of your neighbors, but such is the case for my town.
By Ravyne4 years ago in Horror
Blue Moonlight Part Nine: Forgiveness is Hard
Loud sobbing woke me up, a shameful Jean sitting next to me. His suit was torn up, snarls in his hair told me that he hadn’t slept at all. Sitting up, my arms wrapped around his neck. Pressing my lips to his passionately, the tears stopped streaming down his face.
By Brittany Mitchell4 years ago in Horror
Not a Coincidence
The Turner family sits uncomfortably in their car, following the twists and turns on the old road they’ve found themselves on. The road is like the surface of the moon, filled with jarring potholes. The sun is low in the horizon, causing blinding light to shine straight into the eyes of Mrs and Mr Turner whom occupy the front seats. Mrs. Turner, a women of about 30 with brown hair and deep hazel eyes, clutches onto her husband as they hit yet another enormous pothole. She yelps and her husband suppresses a chuckle.
By Lizzy Turner4 years ago in Horror
I Quit My Job at the Bank Today
I quit my job at the bank today. It's not like I had much choice, after what happened. There's no way I could ever set foot in that place again. The things I saw will haunt me until the end of my days. Of that, I am one hundred percent certain.
By Luther Kross4 years ago in Horror
The House in My Dreams
About a year and a half ago, I bought my own house. I love it, I truly believe that this house was made for me. Anyway, when I first started looking for a home I told my realtor to just make sure that the house was not haunted. To make sure that no deaths had occurred in the house, etc. My realtor did a great job! My house is not haunted and no deaths occurred here. Lately though, I have been having this odd reoccurring dream about a home that is not mine.
By Elsa4 years ago in Horror