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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.
The Word
“The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.” It was a small cabin, rotting brown, dusty, very old and falling apart. There were holes in the roof, cobwebs everywhere, and evidence of creatures prowling through it. There was even a root poking out of the dirt floor. It smelled of dust, rot, and creatures. It was largely a part of the woods now, turned wild. In fact, inside the cabin there was little evidence that humans had ever even lived there: a broken chair, a table with three legs, and a lit candle was all that remained. There was nothing special about it, except there was a curious something written above the front door, almost completely faded. Suddenly, the front door screeched open, and a man walked out.
By Sashaa Johnson4 years ago in Horror
A Light In The Dark
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. We saw the illumination through a gap in the trees, and the three of us froze. In the sudden hush, I became aware of the proliferation of sounds in the surrounding dark; the heavy, damp air was alive with the stridulations of crickets, the calls of frogs, and the barest susurration of wind. A rabbit screamed in the distance.
By Christopher Abel4 years ago in Horror
The Cabin in the Woods
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Justin was the first to notice the dull, yellow flicker that created a bokeh effect on the cabin’s cold misty glass panes. Reflexively, he raised his right arm and pointed, directing Ana’s attention to what he had just seen. Ana froze. “But…but Wade said no one else lived out here,” she stammered. Justin could already feel the tingly feeling running down his spine. It was fear, but not just that. It was something more. It was a rush of excitement; of daring. He knew what he was going to do, and he also knew the rest of the group was going to be against it. There were six of them out here; all twenty-somethings. Dominic and Jojo were seniors at the college across town. But they were also dating, having met in math class two years prior when they were sophomores. Justin had been accepted by an ivy-league college out of town, but had decided against taking up the offer in favor of a fledging music career. He was also attracted to Ana; a sweet, shy and wide-eyed girl who he had met at the town’s music festival earlier in the year. He had convinced her to come on this trip with him and his friends. He had promised to “show her a good time.”
By Sarah Elisha4 years ago in Horror
Darkness Inside
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. With little thought I walked through the decrepit trees toward the glow. My mind hopeful my throat dry my body containing the madness inside. How long have I waited for this moment? Stumbling over the jagged rocks and beaten down trees I reached the clearing.
By Vanessa Stephanson4 years ago in Horror
Scourge
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Warm water trickled down Roselynn’s leg as the well bucket fell from her trembling hands. The still candle’s humble light pierced through the summer night, becoming all there was to see. Roselynn stumbled back. She sprinted back to the village as fast as she could.
By Sherman B. Mason4 years ago in Horror
All Good Things Come From Gold Mines
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It flickered with a lonely sort of hunger, all through the night, until morning came. No one saw this candle, except perhaps at a great distance, and it could have been taken as light cast by a lone traveler’s lantern or campfire. Needless to say, it was a very strange occurrence, indeed.
By Victoria Moran4 years ago in Horror
Legend Lives On
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window." This was three weeks ago. I still don’t feel I have had enough time to process the events that happened that night but I realize I have to move on. I won’t forget that night but I don’t mull over it either. That’s because I was a victim.
By Sid Aaron Hirji4 years ago in Horror
