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The Haunted Bridge
The incident I'm about to share with you was sent to us by someone named Mostafa Shrabon. His home is in Ranarampur village, in the 2nd Sharifpur Union of Sadar Upazila, Jamalpur district. The incident he shared happened in that same Ranarampur village. It's a story from a long time ago, almost 50 years ago, around 1974 or 75. Mostafa Shrabon heard this story from his cousin, Abdus Sakur. The incident happened near a small bridge next to their school field. This small bridge is very old. Initially, it was a makeshift bridge, meaning it was often made with bamboo and wood. People could walk across it, sometimes even take their cows and goats, and even ride bicycles. It was that kind of bridge, a somewhat wide bridge. Later, around 1974 or 75, work began to build it properly. The story I'm about to tell you happened when the work had started and was about 50% complete. For some reason, the bridge construction was halted after 50% completion. Of course, the bridge was eventually built. But because the work was stopped, the laborers and engineers who were working on the bridge were no longer around. The laborers had built small houses near the bridge and were living there. Since the work was stopped, there weren't many people around.
By Lily2 years ago in Horror
The Graveyard Curse
The incident mainly happened to him and his elder brother. It was a one-night event, the time was December 13, 2016. He was in eighth grade then, and his elder brother was in tenth grade. He and his elder brother had a wonderful, friendly relationship, with an age difference of two or three years. Sagar's father was a poultry businessman by profession. Their family was doing quite well; it wasn't like they were in need.
By Lily2 years ago in Horror
The Vengeful Spirit of Senbari
The night time becomes deep and eerie. Silence engulfed the village of Ranjitpur, besides the occasional rustling of leaves and the remote howls of jackals. In the coronary heart of the village stood a historic mansion—Senbari. It had as soon belonged to an effective zamindar but now lay in ruins, deserted for decades. No one dared to head close to it after dark. The villagers believed that a stressed spirit roamed the halls, its sorrowful cries echoing through the night time. The legend stated a brutal crime that had taken place in Senbari a few years ago. The mansions owner, Zamindar Keshav Sen, has become a merciless and heartless man. He dominated the village with an iron fist, punishing folks that defied him. Among his sufferers became a younger maid named Rama—a kind, stunning female who had stuck the zamindars eye. Keshav favored Rama, however he refused his advances. Enraged, the zamindar took her lifestyles one fateful night, strangling her in bloodless blood. Her dead frame became thrown into the deep at the back of the mansion, left to be forgotten. But Rama did now no longer relax in peace. Soon after her death, odd occurrences started out in Senbari. Servants heard whispers within the useless of night time, items moved on their own, and the air carried an unexplainable chill. Those who dared to live within the residence stated seeing a shadowy figure—a female in a white saree, her lengthy hair hiding her face. Over time, the residence became deserted. No one desired to stay in an area cursed with the aid of using a vengeful spirit.
By Vijoy2 years ago in Horror
The Dollmaker's Curse: A Haunting Tale
In the heart of a quaint little village, where cobblestone streets wound between charming homes, there existed a small shop that was both enchanting and unsettling. The sign above the door read “The Dollmaker’s Workshop,” and it was here that an elderly artisan crafted dolls that were said to be unlike any other. While the dolls captivated children and collectors alike, they carried a dark secret, a curse that would haunt the village for generations.
By Abdulrahman Adamu2 years ago in Horror
Whispers in the Walls: A Tale of the Haunted House
In a quiet corner of Maple Street, there stands an old, abandoned house, its windows shattered and its paint peeling. Local legends swirl around this eerie structure, speaking of strange occurrences and unsettling whispers that echo through the halls. The house is a relic of a time long gone, but it holds secrets that refuse to fade away.
By Abdulrahman Adamu2 years ago in Horror
The Cat Maiden
(1) The Strange Cat On a wet evening, Tapan turned into taking walks down a abandoned road. As he handed with the aid of using an vintage banyan tree, a cat unexpectedly seemed in the front of him. It turned into pitch black, with eyes that regarded to burn like fire.
By Vijoy2 years ago in Horror
The Lighthouse Keeper’s Secret
The Lighthouse Keeper’s Secret A Beacon in the Fog The lighthouse at Blackstone Point had stood for over a hundred years, its beam slicing through the darkness, guiding lost ships home. Few ever visited the isolated island where it stood, and even fewer knew the name of its solitary keeper, Elias Graves.
By SHAKIB2 years ago in Horror
The Haunted Ambulance
There were almost two in the morning. The long abandoned road stretched into the darkness as the ambulance drove forward. Inside was a lifeless body covered in white leaves, and next to it was a sad woman. The driver, Rafik, has become restless. He has an ambulance for over 15 years. He was transporting countless patients tonight - alive and dead - was different. A cold shower ran down his back.
By Vijoy2 years ago in Horror
The Eternal Passenger
The Eternal Passenger A Train Ride Through Time The night train to Blackwood was nearly empty, save for a few weary travelers huddled in their seats. Nathan, a journalist chasing forgotten stories, boarded just before midnight, settling into a quiet corner. He had heard whispers of strange occurrences on this train—passengers who vanished, voices echoing through empty compartments, and a figure who always appeared at the same hour.
By SHAKIB2 years ago in Horror
The Last Train Home
The station was eerily quiet, save for the occasional hum of flickering streetlights. Daniel checked his watch—**11:57 PM**. The last train home was due in three minutes.
By Ak Wasim2 years ago in Horror
Captivating Horror Story: Dare to Explore. AI-Generated.
Ready to explore the dark side of horror fiction? You're in the right place. We'll talk about what makes a horror story scary and engaging. We'll also share tips on how to write your own chilling tale. From the basics to crafting your own story, we've got you covered.
By Anamul Haque Anik2 years ago in Horror
The Mirror’s Curse: Reflections of the Damned. Content Warning.
Prologue - The Mirror is Waiting: Ravi, the writer who uncovered Alex’s diary, felt a deep, lingering chill run down his spine as he closed the tattered book.
By Ravishankar V K2 years ago in Horror