fiction
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.
Who, who are you?
I drifted quite unsure. Not certain I had ever done this before. Staring at not a void, but a piece of wall that's image had somehow shifted from an hour before. A face; no animal stares back at me from the woodgrain. Perhaps though it was my perception that had changed. Have you ever woken up and wondered had you ever woken up before? Such a strange feeling; an oddness that douses you in a wave of uncertainty. Uncertainty of not only who you are, but your surroundings as well. My skin gets goosebumps as the hair on my arms stands on its end. Frozen, I want to scream. However, nothing but silence spills from my mouth. The shape onto the wall shifts from a blur to an image all too clear. An owl glares a my every flaw and wrongdoing from the grain on the wall. I force myself to look away. Feeling stupid and overly dramatic I shudder.
By Marilyn Mortician5 years ago in Horror
The day all souls depart
Do you know that there is a special day for spirits, when they go out to do what they used to do in the past, and today I tell you a very terrifying and frightening story, to make us be careful before we live in a new house. He will do to you on the day all the souls go out to have fun, and he finds that you have taken his life and dwelling. Do you think that he will leave you alone, you are wrong if you think so, and today I tell you a terrifying story on a realistic stories site entitled "The Day of the Exodus of Souls A horror story that has already occurred.
By Samara Ben5 years ago in Horror
The Challenge
The challenge: Share this photo in fifteen minutes or else She will visit you tonight and steal your soul. It was laughable. The picture in question was a blurry photograph of a young woman staring through a pane of glass, her face and hands pressed flat against it, but it had been touched up so that her eyes were black pits that seemed to stretch and run down her cheeks like wet eyeliner. The skin around her mouth looked jagged around the gaping hole. Honestly, the picture itself looked like it would steal his soul if he kept looking at it, so Daren clicked Like and kept scrolling.
By Dario Grimm5 years ago in Horror
Joel
Ever since I was old enough to have a phone, I spent most of my time wreaking havoc on social media. Its lack of real-world obligations paired with the fact that my parents were completely oblivious to how it truly worked made it my personal playground. No holds barred. I could be whoever I wanted to be: a problematic “woke-ivist” on Twitter, a cutthroat Kali Uchis stan on Reddit, or my personal favorite, barely-legal jailbait on Instagram.
By Brandon Velez5 years ago in Horror
Don't Drink
It’d been a year since Jules went missing. For every other high schooler, MEA weekend was a godsend, a fall break to mark the halfway point in the semester and a chance to finally let the sleep-deprived teenagers zonk. But for Hannah, the long weekend was an unwelcome reminder of all that she had lost.
By Isla Berry5 years ago in Horror
A Burial At Sea
Back in the late 80s, my grandmother traveled all over the world when she use to work as a flight attendant. She would bring me and my three sisters all sorts of gifts from foreign countries and distant continents. Bizzare clothes, exotic food, wonderous toys; the kinds of things sheltered suburban kids would fawn over. However, out of all the presents our grandmother brought back, none were more valuable than her ghost stories.
By Phillip Robinson5 years ago in Horror
Photograph
BZZZZZZZT! BZZZZZZZT! "Hm!" BZZZZZZZT! "ughhhh" It's cold, dark and I'm in bed. A wave of emotions flows through my body as I'm startled awake by the wall telephone in the other room. BZZZZZZZT! Groggy, then confused. Confused, then annoyed. Annoyed, then angry. Angry. Yes…. Who in the world is calling me at this time?
By Mayanna Dempsey5 years ago in Horror
