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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.
Embarrassingly Dumb Ways People Died
[Narrator] It isn't possible. Is this time really here again? Have so many more people really eliminated themselves in a progressively foolish and awkward manner from the gene pool? That makes sense, or else I wouldn't be prepared to give you part 17 of this series. (Bartholomew Eggbert yelling in amazement) Whoa. Not only that, but I haven't finished reading all of the stories yet. Now let's look at some more Darwin Award winners, from self-steaming stupidity to clumsy attempts at diving. (Slightly tense music) - Whoa. (Dings of bells) - [Narrator] The helmet—what is it? It is recommended that you wear a helmet when riding a motorbike, bicycle, or even a scooter. Really, nobody wins a fight with the pavement when they are traveling at a fast pace. Avoid
By Kingsley Egeke2 years ago in Horror
The Shadows That Whisper in Ashwood Forest
A forest that nobody ventured into after dark lay on the outskirts of Ashwood, a small town. Elderly lore and menacing shadows snatched the lives of anybody who dared to wander too far, according to whispers heard among the villagers. There were some youngsters looking for an adrenaline rush, and despite the warnings, the woodland retained a sick attraction. Jenna, Mark, Olivia, and Tyler made the brave decision to try their courage on a cool autumn evening. Armoured with torches and bluster, they gathered at the edge of the jungle. The lengthy shadows the waning light created amid the trees swirled unsettlingly. They laughed their way into the woods, ignoring the tingle of horror that was attacking them. The uncomfortable silence was broken by Mark's voice, "Come on, guys, it's just a bunch of old ghost stories,". Absolutely, and we also have flashlights. In what way could something go wrong? Despite her unable to escape the sensation of being seen, Jenna answered. The air became colder as they dropped, and the light from their flashlights appeared to be absorbed by the shadows. With their twisted branches stretching like bony hands, the trees grew larger and more intimidating. The crunch of their footsteps on the dead leaves marked the end of the terrible silence that had before surrounded them. "Do you guys hear that?" Olivia whispered as her eyes widened in dread. They paused to pay attentively. There was nothing at first. A whisper-like sound began to infiltrate the trees. Their spines tingled as it moved in a peculiar, repeated tempo similar to the wind. Tyler said, "It's probably just the wind," but his voice sounded wavering. The whispers grew louder and more urgent. Words started to emerge, indistinct but full of hatred. Jenna felt a cool breath across the back of her neck and swung around, but saw nothing. As the trees seemed to press in on them, they began to feel panic. "We should go back," Mark muttered, his previous bluster gone. "This place is giving me the creeps." They turned to depart, but the road they had followed appeared to vanish, replaced by a tangle of identical trees. The murmurs became louder, and a chorus of wicked voices echoed through their brains. Shadows darted through the trees, just out of sight. "Stay together," Jenna implored, attempting to keep her terror at bay. We'll find the way out." But the forest has different plans. A new wave of fearless, icy shadows started to move across them. Shouts of heartbreak and rage replaced the murmurs. They were left in the dark when each of their flashlights died one by one. In the darkness, something slimy and chilly gripped Jenna's wrist. She let out a struggle and screamed, but the hold became more powerful. Even though she was blind, she could still feel and hear her friends' frantic movements and scared cries. Abruptly, the grip eased, and silence fell over the woodland. Jenna felt her heart thumping in her chest as she clawed for her flashlight, hoping it would turn back on. When it did, her friends were visible beneath the beam; they were bruised and shaky but otherwise well. "We need to move, now!" Shaking with fear, Mark let out a shout. Whispers had become a far-off rumble as they staggered through the night. They suddenly emerged from the jungle and into the open space after what seemed like an endless time. With the trees bathed in a silvery radiance that seemed almost calm, the moonlight was a pleasant reprieve. They pledged never to talk about what had happened that night, breathless and terrified. Nevertheless, the forest never forgot. Residents of Ashwood occasionally heard the faint echoes of screams and the rustle of leaves on calm evenings when the wind whispered through the trees. They knew the ghosts of the forest were still there, still waiting, still observing, and still whispering.
By Sakibul Hassan 2 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of Mercy Hill Hospital. AI-Generated.
Prologue Mercy Hill Hospital had been a beacon of hope in the small town of Crestwood for nearly a century. Built in the early 1900s, it was a grand structure, known for its state-of-the-art facilities and compassionate care. However, as years passed, the hospital's reputation became tainted with rumors of mysterious deaths and ghostly apparitions. Despite its modern façade, the hospital harbored a dark history that refused to be forgotten.
By LAKSHMAN MOHANRAJ2 years ago in Horror
School horror stories . AI-Generated.
Happened to me one year ago our final exams were coming up and I still needed to do a lot more preparation usually our School's library would close by five but because of the exams the school decided that the library would be kept open until midnight so that if kids wanted they could stay to study and prepare for the exams my house wasn't far away from the school so instead of studying at home I preferred studying in the quiet calm library and mostly prepared for the exams there that day I left my house at six o'clock and soon reached the library to prepare for the exams I was so absorbed and studying I didn't realize that it was now 10 o'clock I had never stayed in the library for that long usually I would be on my way home at around 8 even at eight o'clock there would be at least some students in the library but at 10 there was absolute silence I only had about 10 to 15 minutes of work left so I decided I'll just finish this quickly and then return home I was completely lost in my work when I heard someone limping books and ran out of the library there's a very long Corridor outside our school library at the end of that Corridor when you turn right you'll find the school exit door I went through the corridor and was quickly getting near the exit when I saw a woman standing at the end of that corridor I didn't know who she was but as I got nearer I felt more and more uncomfortable I got so uncomfortable that I called out who's there as soon as I said that she was gone within a few seconds I cite a breath of relief and continued out the front door due to exhaustion and hunger I couldn't even walk properly but I noticed that the street was strangely completely empty which was extremely odd because this street is normally very busy even at night you can see people walking on the street due to panic and fear I kept looking at the ground while walking I was nearly home when suddenly I saw a shadow on the ground stretching out to me even though there was no one around me when I lifted my head I saw a woman walking in front of me I found her very strange she looked as if she was disabled and that she was having trouble walking and she was walking so slowly that I caught up to her in no time now I was so close to her that I could see her clearly she was wearing tattered dirty clothes and her hands and feet were twisted also her hair looked very messy I found it so strange that I stopped in my tracks my gut was telling me over and over not to go any closer to this woman I didn't even have the courage to overtake her and walk on I was frozen I couldn't utter a word due to shock my brain went numb I didn't know how to answer her strange question fear I pointed far far away to the woman over there just wanted her to go away she limped to where I had pointed to her and she walked so far away that I couldn't see her anymore I was terrified of the thought that she might appear in front of me again so I ran as fast as I could at that point my brain couldn't think about anything else other than finding someone who could help me a car or a person or anyone and then at that moment I heard that woman screaming from far away she is here after that I remember nothing when I became conscious I found out that my neighbor found me passed out on the ground and he brought me home I found this out from him that in 1998 there was a 32 year old woman named Agatha she had a 10 year old daughter who also went to Eden Hill School one day while playing with her friends she had an accident and died Agatha couldn't bear the thought of losing her child [Applause] after that Agatha's ghost was seen roaming around in Eden Hill school and the surrounding area looking for her Lost Child she's still wondering hoping to be reunited with her daughter once again
By Shravani pichkewar2 years ago in Horror
“DREAM DEMON DUELS”
Tre, a paralyzed man, wakes up in his chair and is greeted by his embodied insomnia, sleep paralysis demon, and shadow and umbra. He tries to distract Tre by stealing food from the fridge and consuming Oreos. Tre returns to his room and cleans up, but finds a mess in the kitchen. His older cousin Chase visits and they discuss their rager in the house.
By Kamran Alam2 years ago in Horror
Strangling iPod
I used to fall asleep listening to my iPod nano. It looked similar to the one in the above photo, but it was small, and I can still remember the feel of the buttons and the clicking of the scroll wheel as you looked for your favorite songs. The iPod I had was silver and was 2 GB large, I thought I was living my best life with 1,000 songs saved on there. I would walk down the school hallways with one ear bud always in. I would be on lunch hour, and I always had some sort of music playing. I would blast it on the bus and in the empty halls where I roamed on my free class period. Tokyo Police Club was my band along with Two Door Cinema Club and a few other indie rock bands, to which I still listen to, to this day. I would play solitaire in Math class instead of homework, I would procrastinate with the rest of the class. Once it was time for bed, I would find my playlist that I had titled as Sleep with my earphones in and the quiet whisper of Birdie playing, I would drift off in sleep as I still shared a room with my sister, who would snore like a lawn mower, I had to fall asleep to something else.
By Adrianna M. Braun2 years ago in Horror
Witches Get Stitches
In a small teahouse, Mona Heptinstall, a young schoolgirl, finds solace in the company of other women. She enters the shop, feeling safe and comfortable in the atmosphere. The aroma of the teahouse is exotic and familiar, with steam wafting from the rims of mugs. The walls are filled with posters and flags, symbolizing flowers, plants, animals, and female friendship.
By Kamran Alam2 years ago in Horror
The Routine. Content Warning.
My eyes burst open. I’m covered in sweat. My wife sleeps soundly beside me. I creep out of bed and shower, viciously scrubbing my skin raw. I pull on socks, some slacks, a belt, a button-down shirt, and a tie. Downstairs, my wife, still in her pajamas, has made a pot of coffee. I pour the coffee into the same mug I’ve been using every day for the past decade and kiss her good-bye.
By Kevin McLaughlin2 years ago in Horror
Marked for Death. Content Warning.
In the quiet town of Havenwood, nights were often serene, punctuated only by the rustling of leaves and the distant howls of nocturnal creatures. However, on this particular evening, a sense of unease pervaded the air, thick as the fog that rolled in from the nearby forest.
By Your Demon2 years ago in Horror
The 6 most haunting ghosts of all time
The Bell Family Ghost: One of America's oldest ghost stories belongs to the Bell family on their farm in Tennessee in the 19th century. When John Bell, the family's breadwinner, He shot a strange animal, he couldn't determine what it was and it disappeared. Immediately after that, strange noises appeared. Strange things fall unexpectedly, animals on the farm behave strangely for no apparent reason, and family members are attacked by invisible forces. The event took place from 1817 - 1821 and is considered a classic ghost story. John Bell eventually passed away with a strange bottle of an unknown substance found on him.
By Ken Daklak2 years ago in Horror
