Horror
Wednesday Adams
Wednesday Addams is a character that has become a beloved icon of individuality and gothic charm. As the youngest member of the Addams family, Wednesday is often seen sporting her signature black dress and braids, with a stoic expression and deadpan humor that has captured the hearts of many.
By Muhammad Abdullahabout a year ago in Fiction
The Haunted Manor
The Haunted Manor It was an old manor, nestled deep in the woods. The trees around it were gnarled and twisted, as if they had been warped by some unseen force. The manor itself was imposing and grand, with tall spires and narrow windows that seemed to peerr outut like eyes.
By Santhosh Ramesh about a year ago in Fiction
The Curse of the Haunted Mirror
In the quiet town of Millfield, a strange antique shop appeared overnight, with a sign that read "Curiosities and Oddities". The locals were curious, as they had never seen the shop or its owner before. However, as soon as people entered the shop, they felt an eerie sensation that made them uneasy. The shelves were filled with strange and creepy objects, but the most mysterious item in the shop was an old mirror that sat in the corner.
By Think Tankabout a year ago in Fiction
Missing
It changed into a lovely summer time day in the quiet suburban community of Maplewood. Kids had been playing outdoor, adults have been running of their yards, and the neighborhood seemed like the correct area to raise a family. However matters have been about to take a dark turn.
By Rasheek Rasoolabout a year ago in Fiction
The Haunting of Blackwood Manor
The Blackwood family had always been known for their immense wealth and status in society. Their grand manor, situated on a sprawling estate, was the envy of many. But behind the elegant facade, there were whispers of something sinister lurking in the shadows.
By Muhammad Salman Shahabout a year ago in Fiction
Memory Of The Mirror
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. The noises were buzzing in my ears, I had a hard time thinking. “What exactly happened?” I thought to myself as I witnessed the lights flickering, like in a suspenseful movie where the protagonist is about to uncover the murderer. The glass was shattered and out of proportion. While some smaller shards twinkled on the counter and in the bathroom sink, the big pieces were still intact. Yet, there was still something totally wrong with this scene. How exactly did I come to be in a stranger’s bathroom?
By C.E. Mattisonabout a year ago in Fiction
Haunted
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. My eyes were just a tad too big. My nose is a little too perfect, too button like. My auburn hair shined even though I know it’s been a few days since I last washed it. Worst of all was the smile. It stretched across my face, but I wasn’t happy. There was nothing to smile about.
By Crystal Cruzabout a year ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Otherworld
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. It was like looking into a parallel universe, a world that existed just beyond my reach. My hand trembled as I reached out to touch the glass, my fingers brushing against the smooth surface.
By Mogomotsi Moremiabout a year ago in Fiction