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I am Nilay. I am Honors first year student. I got admission in a private university in an unknown city outside Dhaka. I am not familiar with the way of university. I went to university only once. Tomorrow is my first varsity class. My mind is full of enthusiasm for my first varsity class. The joy of meeting new faces and making new friends is different. So I left for varsity today at 2 pm from home. I reached the station at 2:35.After that I enjoyed the beauty of the station for a while. The train left for the destination at exactly 3 pm. It was supposed to reach the destination at 7:30 PM. But due to some problem the train reached the destination at 12 o'clock in the night. I left the station at 12:20. I looked for a rickshaw but could not find a single rickshaw. Finally decided to walk the whole way. Because my intention was to do the first class tomorrow.Finally, I started walking for the purpose of leaving for about four and a half kilometers in three hours. I had to cross three terrible paths to get to my university. They are cremation forests and cemeteries. Crossing these three places is very scary... Still I left my fear behind and started the journey. On that day, the nature was decorated with a wonderful beauty. I was enjoying the scenery. After going some distance I saw a shop from there I had a cup of tea and took a pack of cigarettes and caught the first cigarette in the pack.Blowing cigarette smoke and enjoying the natural beauty, I was moving towards the university. The flickering light of the beetles on the tree branches made the scenery more beautiful. Seeing the twinkling light of the moon and stars, they seem to be in a story. It is wonderful to hear the humming sound of beetles. A light gust of wind is felt on my body... all in all, it creates a wonderful feeling in my mind. Suddenly the phone rang. I took the phone and saw Arifa's call.As soon as I picked up the phone, Arifa started quarreling with me for some unknown reason. End the quarrel by breaking up the relationship. I don't know when I lost my sense of natural beauty while fighting with Arifa. I looked at the cigarettes and saw that the last cigarette in the pack was about to end. I finished the cigarette with two pulls. Suddenly a horrible smell came to the nose. I looked around and saw that I was standing right in the middle of the crematorium.A little ahead, I see a fire burning. It is understood that people were burned some time ago. Suddenly I saw the shadow of something. Looking back, I saw a red dog standing a little far away and waving. Suddenly full moon night turns into new moon night. The dog started barking and howling. Instantly the dog was pushed from one side to the other by an invisible person. I came to the bamboo bush and read. Instantly some invisible spirit started clawing at me.I see the dog in the same situation as me. The dog's barking is deafening, and my throat is like no sound. After lying down for a long time, I got up with great difficulty. Again, that natural charms me. It was two past seven minutes by the clock. After walking for a while I felt me and the dog being surrounded by some people. I felt like I was right in the middle of the forest. The dog started howling again.I can see the noses and teeth of the surrounding people are huge. I felt someone twist my arm and sink its teeth into my body. Sucking my blood. The dog is in the same situation as me. After a long time I found a stick at hand and tried to climb it and succeeded. I slowly came out of the forest. There were biscuits and water in the bag and I and the dog finished the biscuits and drank the water together. The time on the clock was 3:57. I took the stick and started walking again with the dog.After going some distance, I heard a girl's scream. Looking around, I realized that I was standing next to a grave. Seeing the grave is completely raw, it is understood that the grave was done four hours ago and something strange is going on in that grave. The dog started barking again. Suddenly I felt the ground shaking and cracking and I was going underground. That's when I lost consciousness. When I regained consciousness I discovered myself in another form.There are many people around me. My nails scratched all over my body. I am lying on a bed in a house in the village. I asked them how I got here. They replied that a villager was walking by the grave. At that time the grave looked messy and one of my hands was outside the grave. He informed everyone in the village and everyone agreed to dig the grave. Me and the dog were taken out of the grave. They asked me where the dead body was and what happened to me last night.I narrate the whole incident that happened to me. Next I ask where is the dog? They replied that the dog had been dumped in the canal. I request them to bring the dog and get it treated by a vet. At my request they brought the dog and got it treated by the vet...and I got treated by the village doctor. It took me about a month to recover but the dog recovered very quickly. I name the dog King.The name of the little girl of the house where I was staying is Sumi. He is a 10th class student. Sumi looks after me and Raja. Sumi Raja and I have a lot of feelings. Sumi burst into tears while returning to Dhaka after recovery. I completed honors in a private university in Dhaka and got admitted in Masters. One day I and Raja were sitting in the park. At that time, the life of the king ended there due to the bite of a poisonous snake. I became very lonely. After completing my Masters I joined my father's business. Suddenly one day I met Arifa.I want Arifa back in my life. But I have no place in my life for dishonesty. I tell my parents about Sumi. Both parents liked Sumi very much and while I was there I was able to win the hearts of the villagers along with Sumi's family. So with the consent of my and Sumi's family we met. Sumi is my life partner.
By Mohammad Dihanul Alam Khan 2 years ago in Horror
The Whispering Shadows
Eldenwood was a town wrapped in the quiet embrace of ancient trees and forgotten secrets. Nestled in a remote valley, it was a place where everyone knew everyone, and mysteries were rarely spoken of aloud. Yet, beneath its picturesque surface lay a darkness that few dared to acknowledge. This is the tale of that darkness, and the terror it unleashed.
By gyan prakash upadhyay2 years ago in Horror
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Scary Videos You're about to witness some of the scariest videos that are trending right now. Let's take a look. (ominous music) Bigdaddyleo1037's Eerie Encounter TikToker Bigdaddyleo1037, a popular content creator with over 1.3 million followers, is known for his skits and humorous commentaries a recent post has left his audience more creeped out than entertained.In the clip, which offers a behind-the-scenes look at one of his skits, Leo reveals that something eerie occurred during filming. He explains that while playing the video, a disembodied voice can be heard whispering, "Just let me in," which the auto captions feature on the app detected and automatically captioned. Leo is baffled by the incident, stating that no one else was home when he filmed the skit, leaving everyone wondering about the source of the eerie whisper. The unsettling clip has sparked a flurry of speculation and theories among his followers, with the mystery remaining unsolved. 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Kay experienced a sudden excruciating pain in her right leg during the fourth lap, causing her to stop and cry hysterically. After notifying the organizers, Kay and Cassie returned to their Airbnb, where they noticed a bizarre figure in their photos, prompting them to research the area. Their investigation led them to the legend of the night marchers, ghosts of ancient Hawaiian warriors. Kay's encounter during the lunar eclipse, combined with the legendary lore, left her and many online users deeply unnerved. Ryan Hutton's Ghostly Encounter A follower of ours, Ryan Hutton from Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, recently sent us an unsettling photo. Ryan's email detailed his mom's three-story house, which has a basement apartment where more than 10 people have reportedly died over the years. The photo Ryan shared reveals a strange transparent figure captured in the basement, raising the question, could this really be a glimpse of a ghost? Jaalien's Haunted Mine Exploration In 2021, YouTube user Jaalien uploaded some spine-chilling footage filmed at the Aranzazu mine, an old abandoned mining town in Zacatecas, Mexico. The area is renowned for its eerie, decrepit buildings and a haunting atmosphere. As the OP explores the old town, the camera captures an old doll sitting face down on a chair. Minutes later, the doll is seen sitting upright, despite the OP being all alone. This eerie movement has led many to question whether something supernatural is at play, adding to the mine's reputation as a hotbed of supernatural activity. Leandcoel's Mysterious Mirror Reflection A recent TikTok clip from user Leandcoel has gone viral due to its perplexing visuals. The video features a shoe being reflected in a mirror, but the mirror displays the shoe exactly as it appears in the foreground, almost as if it's not reflecting at all. This unusual phenomenon has sparked widespread speculation, with some calling it a glitch in the matrix. The debate continues as the clip gains more attention online. Cruzdrosa92's Eerie Babysitting Experience TikTok user Manny, known as Cruzdrosa92, recently captured some eerie footage while babysitting his niece. The video starts with Manny's niece pointing into a darkened room. Throughout the evening, the toddler continues to point at the same area, suggesting she's seeing something that the camera doesn't initially capture. The situation escalates when an object flies out of one of the dark rooms. The footage quickly went viral, with many viewers suggesting Manny burn sage to cleanse the space of any negative energy. The video has sparked intense speculation about what could have been caught on camera, with many believing it to be a sign of paranormal activity. Unsettling Cave Footage from Cuba Unsettling footage has emerged from a cave in Aruba, Cuba, capturing an eerie moment. The video, posted on Facebook by Marie Louise Montero, was taken by a professional photographer during a 12-day camping trip. The camera caught a distinct figure moving in the shadows, sparking numerous theories and much speculation. To this day, no one's been able to identify what was caught on camera, leaving viewers with a lingering sense of unease. That's the end of the episode.
By Ojei Daniel2 years ago in Horror
The Misadventures of Harold Grim 🖤🕷️
Chapter 1: The Grim Reaper’s Apprentice Harold Grim was having a rough day. Well, actually, he was having a rough afterlife. It turned out that dying wasn't the end of your problems; it was just the beginning of a whole new set of them. Harold found this out the hard way when he was conscripted to be the Grim Reaper's apprentice. Death, it appeared, was overworked and underpaid, and had taken to hiring temp workers to ease his burden. Harold, a former accountant who had led an exceptionally boring life, was a perfect fit. Boring, dependable, and with a name like Grim, he seemed destined for the job. "Harold," Death said, his skeletal face somehow managing to convey both disdain and exhaustion, "your job is simple. You follow the list, you collect the souls. No deviations, no creativity. Just get the souls where they need to go." Harold nodded enthusiastically. "You got it, boss. No deviations. Souls. Collect. Deliver. Easy peasy." Death sighed, a sound like the last gasp of a dying wind. "Just try not to screw it up." With a flick of his bony wrist, Death handed Harold a scythe and a black book filled with names and dates. Harold, eager to impress, set off on his first mission: collect the soul of Mrs. Agnes Butterfield, age ninety-seven, who had decided it was finally time to kick the bucket. Chapter 2: The Elderly and the Ornery Harold arrived at Mrs. Butterfield's quaint little cottage with an air of professional determination. This was his moment. He knocked on the door, scythe in hand, and waited. "Come in, it's open!" came a frail voice from within. Harold pushed the door open and stepped inside. Mrs. Butterfield was sitting in a rocking chair, knitting what appeared to be a disturbingly lifelike sweater of a cat. She looked up and squinted at Harold. "Who are you supposed to be?" she demanded. "I'm Harold, the Grim Reaper's apprentice. I'm here to, uh, collect your soul." Mrs. Butterfield snorted. "About time. I've been knitting this same cat for fifteen years, hoping to get out of this place. What took you so long?" Harold shifted uncomfortably. "Well, uh, you know, bureaucracy and all. But I'm here now! Ready to, uh, escort you to the afterlife." Mrs. Butterfield put down her knitting and stood up, a surprising amount of vigor in her movements for someone her age. "Alright then, let's get this over with. I've got a bridge club waiting for me on the other side." Just as Harold was about to swing his scythe, a loud crash came from the kitchen. Startled, Harold and Mrs. Butterfield turned to see a burglar climbing in through the window, brandishing a knife. "Nobody move!" the burglar yelled. "I'm taking everything of value in this house!" Harold blinked. "Uh, sir, I'm in the middle of something here." The burglar, not paying attention, lunged at Mrs. Butterfield, who, with surprising agility, grabbed her knitting needles and stabbed him in the thigh. He yelped and fell to the floor, clutching his leg. "Serves you right, you little punk," Mrs. Butterfield muttered, turning back to Harold. "Now, where were we?" Harold, slightly shaken, raised his scythe again. "Right. Collecting your soul." Before he could finish, the burglar, in his pain-induced thrashing, knocked over a lamp, which caught fire on the curtains. Within seconds, the room was ablaze. "Oh, for the love of…" Harold muttered. "Mrs. Butterfield, we need to go. Now." Chapter 3: An Unexpected Detour Harold and Mrs. Butterfield managed to escape the burning cottage just in time, dragging the wounded burglar with them. The fire department arrived shortly after, dousing the flames but leaving the house a smoldering ruin. "Well, that's just great," Harold said, looking at the remains of the house. "Now where am I supposed to collect your soul?" Mrs. Butterfield shrugged. "Your problem, not mine. I'm just glad to be out of that place. Maybe now I can finally move on." As they stood there, a portal opened up in the ground, and out stepped a figure dressed in white robes, holding a clipboard. Harold recognized him immediately. "Michael, the Archangel," he said, trying to sound professional. Michael looked at Harold and then at the scene before him. "Harold, what in Heaven's name is going on here?" Harold explained the situation, trying to emphasize that the fire and the burglar were completely unforeseen complications. Michael sighed. "Alright, Harold. Normally, I'd reprimand you, but given the circumstances, I'll let it slide. Mrs. Butterfield, your soul is ready for transport." Mrs. Butterfield beamed. "Finally! Thank you, young man," she said to Harold, before stepping into the portal with Michael. The burglar, still bleeding on the lawn, groaned. "What about me?" Harold looked down at his black book. "Let's see… no, you're not due for another forty years. You might want to get that leg looked at." Chapter 4: The Office of Eternal Affairs Back in the office of the Grim Reaper, Harold was feeling pretty good about himself. Sure, there had been a few hiccups, but he'd successfully collected his first soul. Death, however, did not look impressed. "You managed to burn down a house, involve the authorities, and nearly get yourself killed," Death said, his voice dripping with annoyance. "But you did collect the soul, so… good job?" Harold grinned. "Thank you, sir. I think I'm getting the hang of this." Death rubbed his bony temples. "Let's just hope your next assignment goes smoother. You're off to collect the soul of Mr. Stanley Piggins. He's an accountant. Should be right up your alley." Harold took the assignment with a newfound sense of confidence. Stanley Piggins, age fifty-two, had a heart condition that was about to reach its inevitable conclusion. This should be a piece of cake. Chapter 5: The Unfortunate Accountant Stanley Piggins was having a bad day. His numbers weren't adding up, his boss was breathing down his neck, and to top it all off, his chest felt like it was being squeezed by a vise. As Harold arrived at Stanley's office, he found the man hunched over his desk, sweating profusely. Harold cleared his throat. "Mr. Piggins? I'm Harold, the Grim Reaper's apprentice. I'm here to collect your soul." Stanley looked up, his eyes wide with fear. "Not now! I'm in the middle of an audit!" Harold hesitated. "I, uh, don't think you have much time left, sir." Stanley clutched his chest, gasping for breath. "Just give me a minute! I need to finish this report!" Harold watched in bewilderment as Stanley struggled to type on his keyboard. Suddenly, the office door burst open, and Stanley's boss, a burly man with a bad temper, stormed in. "Piggins! What the hell is taking so long?!" he bellowed. Stanley, now turning a concerning shade of purple, managed to croak out, "I'm almost done… just a few more minutes…" Harold, feeling awkward, stepped aside as the boss berated Stanley. Just as the tirade reached its peak, Stanley slumped forward, his head hitting the keyboard with a loud thud. "Well," Harold said, stepping forward with his scythe. "Looks like time's up." Chapter 6: The Wrong Turn As Harold prepared to guide Stanley's soul to the afterlife, a strange thing happened. The lights in the office flickered, and a low, ominous hum filled the air. Suddenly, a portal opened up, but instead of the usual ethereal glow, this one was a swirling vortex of darkness. "Oh no," Harold muttered. "This isn't right." Stanley's soul, looking bewildered, floated towards the portal. "Where am I going?" Harold tried to pull him back, but the vortex's pull was too strong. "I don't know, but it's not good. Hang on!" Before he could do anything, both Harold and Stanley were sucked into the portal, spiraling through a tunnel of shadows and eerie whispers. They landed with a thud in a place that looked like a twisted version of an office building, complete with cubicles and flickering fluorescent lights. A figure in a sharp suit, with horns peeking out from his slicked-back hair, approached them. "Welcome to the Infernal Bureaucracy," he said with a grin. "I'm Lucifer, and I'll be handling your case today." Chapter 7: Hell’s Red Tape Harold gaped at Lucifer. "This is a mistake! Stanley here isn't supposed to be in Hell!" Lucifer chuckled. "Oh, we get that a lot. But once you're here, it's not easy to leave. Besides, we could use a good accountant." Stanley, looking even more panicked than before, stammered, "But I didn't do anything wrong! I just wanted to finish my report!" Lucifer waved his hand dismissively. "Details, details. Here in the Infernal Bureaucracy, we believe in giving everyone a fair shot at eternal
By Precious Ossai2 years ago in Horror
Ghosts in the Vents: A Horror Tale
As the leaves turned brown and the nights grew longer, the residents of Maplewood began to notice an eerie chill in the air. But this wasn't the usual autumn breeze. It seemed to emanate from within their own homes, specifically from their HVAC systems. This tale of terror explores the chilling experiences of a family haunted by sinister forces lurking within their ventilation system.
By Andrew Lawson2 years ago in Horror
Echoes of Willow Lane
It stood at the end of Willow Lane, an imposing Victorian relic with weathered gray shingles and windows boarded up like eyes shut tight against the world. Ivy crept up its walls like veins, and the surrounding trees leaned in as if whispering secrets to its worn facade. Locals spoke of it in hushed tones, recounting tales of inexplicable phenomena and a history steeped in tragedy.
By Syed Hammad Hussain2 years ago in Horror
The Solstice Haunting
In the idyllic town of Eldenwood, where cobblestone streets wound through quaint cottages and ancient oaks stood sentinel, an old legend cast a long shadow. This legend, whispered in hushed tones, spoke of a haunting that only appeared on the summer solstice. The townsfolk, skeptical yet intrigued, had long dismissed the tales as mere folklore—until one fateful year when everything changed.
By gyan prakash upadhyay2 years ago in Horror
The Haunting of Eldenwood
In the heart of Eldenwood, a town known for its tranquil beauty and deep-rooted traditions, there existed a legend whispered through generations. The legend spoke of a haunting that only revealed itself on the night of the summer solstice, a night when the boundary between the living and the dead blurred. This year, as the town prepared for the solstice festival, an unexpected presence was about to awaken.
By gyan prakash upadhyay2 years ago in Horror
My Madness Only for My Love
Penelope Tuft wasn't your typical bread cook. While her neighbors produced blueberry biscuits and chocolate chip treats, Penelope's manifestations were works of palatable workmanship. Her baked goods were blasts of variety and surface, challenging classification with unusual names like "Starlight Scones" and "Joyous beyond words Cupcakes."
By Iftikhar Akram2 years ago in Horror
Whispering Pines: A Haunting Tale
In the quiet town of Willow Creek, nestled between mist-covered mountains and a whispering river, stood an abandoned asylum known as Whispering Pines. The asylum, with its weathered stone walls and broken windows, was a relic of a darker time—a place where the mentally ill were once housed and often forgotten.
By Syed Hammad Hussain2 years ago in Horror
