psychological
Mind games taken way too far; explore the disturbing genre of psychological thrillers that make us question our perception of sanity and reality.
The diary of a dead girl ! Horror story ! Daravni kahani . AI-Generated.
1. The first night When Rajveer found a house on rent in an old locality of Lucknow, he was very happy. He did not know that there was a deep story hidden behind that house. The house was very cheap but stood alone in a deserted street – completely desolate, as if no one had knocked on the door for years. The first night when he made his bed, he heard someone crying from outside the window. He thought it might be an animal. But when he listened carefully, it was the sound of a girl sobbing.
By Horror best kahani2 years ago in Horror
Creepy doll ! Creepy Story ! Horror story . AI-Generated.
Unusual horror story of the old doll Part 1: A new beginning It was 1997. Ravi and Pooja were married for a few years. His small family lived in an old house on the outskirts of Delhi, which Ravi had inherited from his grandfather. The house looked normal from the outside, but as soon as you went inside, there was a strange cold air, as if someone's eyes were always on them. Pooja had been having strange dreams for a few days. In dreams, a little girl would come to her repeatedly and say, "I want my doll; give me my doll..." and then would disappear screaming. Part 2: The Arrival of the Sword One day, Ravi went to the market to get some items for worship. At the same time, at an old kabadi shop, he looked at a very beautiful but old doll. The doll's eyes were glass, which seemed to glow. There was a slight smile on his face, but to the onlooker it seemed as if the smile was false somewhere. Kabadi said, "This doll is very old, sir; nobody wants to keep it. But if you like it, go for it." Without thinking, Ravi bought the doll and gifted it to Pooja. Pooja also found the doll very cute at first sight, but as soon as she held it in her hand, she got a slight headache. He thought it might be due to exhaustion. Part 3: Strange Things Are Happening Strange things began to happen after the doll arrived at the house. At first, the sounds of someone walking near the bed at night began to come. Sometimes she would feel like someone was standing in her room, but when she would turn on the light, nothing would happen. One night, Pooja's sleep opened up with a loud sound. She noticed that the doll had fallen to the ground on its own while she kept it in the cupboard. She got a little scared but still ignored it as a normal incident. Part 4: The Child's Daughter A few days later, Pooja's brother's daughter Riya came to their house. Riya was a sweet four-year-old girl. As soon as she saw the doll, she became very happy and started playing. But at night, Riya suddenly woke up crying and shouting - "She will kill me, that girl will kill me! " Pooja and Ravi panicked. He handled Rhea, but she kept saying the same thing over and over again – "Gudiya mein koi hai. She wants to take me with her." Part 5: The state of worship deteriorates After the arrival of Gudiya, Pooja's health started deteriorating day by day. He felt tired all the time; a strange yellow shadow had appeared on his face. She was afraid to go into the room alone. One night, Ravi saw Pooja waking up in her sleep and sitting near the doll and muttering something – "I didn't take your doll... leave me..." Seeing this, Ravi got scared, and he immediately woke up Pooja. Part 6: Unravelling the Secrets Now Ravi was convinced that there was something in the doll. He went to the store and asked about the doll. The doll belonged to a girl who lived in the same locality, Kabadi said. She was 8 years old, and she loved it. But one day a fire broke out in the house, and the girl was burnt to death with the same doll. People believed that the girl's soul got into the doll, and from then on, the doll would bring death or madness into the house of whoever it went to. Chapter 7: The Tantric Help Ravi now decided to seek help from a tantrik. An old man came to their house. As soon as he saw the doll, a look of fear came over his face. He gave Pooja a black thread and talisman and said, "This soul is very stubborn. It can only be removed by fire. Nothing will happen by throwing it in a river or a well." Ravi and the tantrik prepare to burn the doll in a havan kund in the backyard the same night. As soon as the fire was lit, a strong wind began to blow, the windows of the house automatically closed and Pooja began to scream loudly as if a spirit was trying to take possession of her. Part 8: The End but Not the End After much difficulty, the doll was set on fire. As soon as she turned completely into ashes, Pooja's health suddenly started improving. Strange events in the house stopped, and everything began to look normal. But the story doesn't end here. A few weeks later, Ravi and Pooja were cleaning a corner of the house when they found a glass eye of the doll from the ash heap. That eye was still shining today, as if the presence of a soul was still hidden in that ash. Ravi threw that eye up, but as soon as he did, the lights in the house went off, and a baby girl's voice came. "Why did you burn my doll?" Conclusion This story teaches us that some things just look beautiful, but the secrets behind them can be very dangerous. It is important to get complete information about old and abandoned things before bringing them home. Because, what do you know? It is not a simple thing but the abode of a soul. Discrimination Not only spreads poison in the society but also forces many souls to wander. A ghost is retribution for an injustice that the living ignore.”
By Horror best kahani2 years ago in Horror
Whispers in the Walls. AI-Generated.
Detective Lila Harris never believed in ghosts — until the night one whispered her name. It was a quiet Thursday at the precinct. Most officers had gone home, but Lila stayed late, reviewing cold cases — especially the one she could never shake: the disappearance and murder of Emily Ward, a young woman who vanished five years ago.
By Amar Mughal2 years ago in Horror
Ghosts of the Death Railway: The Haunted Legacy of River Kwai & Hellfire Pass
The Haunted History of River Kwai Bridge and Hellfire Pass, Kanchanaburi A Legacy of Suffering River Kwai Bridge and Hellfire Pass, Kanchanaburi, Thailand, are etched in history as a testament to human endurance and war violence. During World War II, the Japanese Imperial Army forced over 60,000 Allied prisoners of war (POWs) and 200,000 Asian laborers to construct the 258-mile Thailand-Burma "Death Railway" under inhumane conditions. The railway was to supply Japanese troops in Burma, but its building came at a ghastly cost: Approximately 16,000 POWs and 90,000 Asian laborers perished from starvation, disease, torture, and exhaustion.
By Kyrol Mojikal2 years ago in Horror
Possession or Psychosis?. Content Warning.
Anneliese Michel: A real-life horror? There was born on September 21, 1952, in a remote village in Bavaria, Germany, a woman whose life has been steeped in darkness. Instead of happy thoughts of a girl, all the ordinary girl's thoughts - Events occurred to her. On July 1, 1976, her short and unfulfilled life abruptly ended, leaving her friends and others in shocked disbelief. The deaths are still a topic of discussion today throughout the world because people widely believe this teen girl was possessed by a demon, and there was nothing they could do to get rid of the spirit.
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Horror
Twilight, Book 1 : Twilight
🌧️ A New Life in a Rainy Town Isabella “Bella” Swan is a quiet, thoughtful 17-year-old girl who leaves the sunny state of Arizona to move in with her dad, Charlie, in the small, rainy town of Forks, Washington. Bella makes this move so her mom can travel with her new husband.
By Muhammad Hayat2 years ago in Horror
Spirit of the Forest ! Horror Story ! darawani kahani . AI-Generated.
Introduction The hilly and dense forests of India have always been mysterious. Some untold secrets are hidden behind their greenery, which people do not talk about openly. This story is about one such forest, which looks calm and beautiful from the outside, but there is something inside it that has swallowed so many lives so far. Beginning of the story It is the year 2018. There is a small village in Kinnaur district of Himachal Pradesh – Shangri. The people here live a simple life, but a forest near the village is known as "Kala Van". People say that a spirit lives in this forest – "Vandevi ki Rooh". No one goes towards that forest after sunset. A young man named Rahul, who had come from Delhi, considered these things to be just stories of the villagers. He was a vlogger and used to go to mysterious places and make videos. He got excited after hearing about this forest. Journey to the forest One day Rahul picked up the camera and set out towards the Black Forest. The villagers tried to stop him but Rahul did not listen to anyone. He started video recording before going inside the forest. In the beginning everything was normal – bird sounds, cool breeze, and greenery. But as he went deeper, the environment started changing. The bird sounds stopped, the air became heavy, and there was a strange silence all around. Mysterious sounds After about half an hour, Rahul felt that someone was following him. He stopped and looked back – there was no one. But when he looked at the video camera, a blurred female figure appeared on the screen. Despite the fear, he kept moving forward. A few minutes later he heard the sound of a woman crying. He went in the direction of that sound and there he saw a woman wrapped in a white saree, sitting under a tree. Rahul asked her, “What are you doing here?” But the woman did not say anything, she just kept crying. The spooky twist As Rahul tried to see her face, the woman stood up. Her face was half-burnt and her eyes were blood red. Rahul panicked and started running, but the path seemed to have changed. He kept reaching the same spot where the woman was standing. Now the spirit started laughing – a terrifying, echoing laughter that spread across the forest. Rahul started shouting, “Someone is there! Help me!” But the sounds just came back and echoed in his ears. The vlogger vanished The next day, news spread in the village that Rahul had not returned. The villagers informed the police, and a search operation was launched. Two days later, his camera was found broken under a tree, but there was no trace of Rahul. Everyone was stunned to see the video that was found in the camera – the woman was clearly visible in the video, but as soon as she looked towards the camera, the video got disturbed. Finally, the camera falls down and a scream is heard in it. The Truth of the Black Forest According to the elders, years ago a woman – Karuna – came to this forest to roam with her husband. Her husband cheated on her and left her in the forest. Karuna committed suicide after staying hungry and thirsty for many days. It is believed that her soul is still wandering in the forest and whoever disturbs her soul in this forest does not return. The forest is still the same Even today there is fear in the village about the Black Forest. No one goes there after the sun sets. For those who knew Rahul, he has become a lesson – tampering with the secrets hidden in the lap of nature can prove to be costly. Conclusion 'The Spirit of the Forest' is not just a horror story, it is a glimpse of the mystery that is hidden within our earth. We humans have progressed in science and technology, but there are some forces that cannot be understood or fought. So if you ever go to a mysterious place, respect its boundaries. There may be a soul waiting for you there – forever. Discrimination Not only poisons society, it also leaves many souls wandering. Ghosts are the revenge of the injustice that the living ignore.”
By Horror best kahani2 years ago in Horror
The Watcher of Brimridge Asylum
Prologue: The Forgotten Sanatorium Brimridge Asylum sat crumbling at the edge of Yorkshire’s fog-laced moorlands. Once hailed as a marvel of 19th-century psychiatric reform, the sanatorium had long been abandoned, left to rot under layers of ivy, soot, and secrets.
By Tales That Breathe at Night2 years ago in Horror
A mirror that shows a different reality each night.. AI-Generated.
It started on a cold Tuesday night. Maya had just moved into a worn-down apartment on the third floor of an old building downtown. The paint was chipped, the pipes groaned, and the windows barely closed — but the rent was cheap and she needed a fresh start after her messy breakup and even messier bank account.
By Amar Mughal2 years ago in Horror
The Forbidden Floor
"Finally, it's Monday morning," Daniel said at 5:30 a.m., excited to start a new job after months of job hunting. He had landed a job as an assistant in a well-known, prestigious company, popular for its reputation and cutting-edge facilities. Standing at the entrance to the building, he drank in the air of its surroundings. "I smell success," he said with a grin, walking into the sleek, modern building. Days ago, while preparing for his first day of work, he had hung out with friends—dancing and playing games—when Mark made a statement about a superstition of "the 13th floor" in the building. "You must be joking," he said through gulps of beer, brushing it off as a mere tale. But that day, Monday, he noticed while going through records that the 13th floor wasn't listed in the building's directory. "Strange..." he muttered, replaying the scene from his midweek getaway with friends. The beware of the 13th floor from Mark filled the air, ringing warning bells in his head, but he shook it off—talking about mistakes, or so he put it. Getting home felt like a 200-pound weight had been pulled off his shoulders. "What an eventful day," he said, getting into the shower, singing off-key as the water danced on his body, easing away the tension. The next day came in a flash, as though work couldn't wait for him, but he couldn't shake off the constant thoughts of something being wrong with the building. "Hi, I'm Josh. How are you holding up?" came a voice from a guy after the close of work. "Better than I had expected," he responded with a little tilt of his lips. "Heading home?" Josh asked. "Yeah," came Daniel's reply. "Why don't we head out together?" On entering the elevator, that same unease came over Daniel—and that's when he noticed it: the button to the 13th floor wasn't there. Keeping the questions to himself, they bade each other goodbye and went their separate ways. "My third day," he said, excited as ever the next morning, forgetting the events of the previous evening. The day dragged by slowly and was very uneventful. "As it was a bore compared to the other days—maybe 'cause I'm working overtime," he said with a yawn while rounding up for the day. "How long have I been here?" he asked, heading to the elevator and noticing the quiet of the building. "Damn, I think I'm alone," he noticed, half-peeking around in hopes of catching a glimpse of a colleague. Stepping into the elevator, he pressed the button for the ground floor, half-slumping to the wall of the elevator in a bid to cushion his fatigued form. Suddenly, it jerked, stopping between the 8th and 9th floors. "Dammit," he said. "Today must be for swear words." The lights flickered—slowly, then with more urgency—before stabilizing. Then, as if pulled by an invisible force, it began going up. He pressed the ground floor button, but nothing happened—it was as if the elevator now had a mind of its own. Suddenly, the doors opened, indicating a 13th floor. Gasping, he took a step back, wondering how it got there. "But it isn't in the directory," he said, a horrified expression etched on his features. The doors didn't close... it was as if they beckoned him to step out. Hesitating, he put one foot out, then the next. Then, as if on cue, the doors slid shut. "The floor is quiet," he noticed, giving way to the urge to move in... there was no one in sight. Taking a sharp turn, he noticed how old-fashioned and dusty the place was—so out of place compared to the rest of the building. The air felt heavier, with strange markings lined symmetrically on either wall. "No windows..." he said, as a wave of panic began to set in. "I feel like I'm being watched," he said—but still, no one in sight. Filled with confusion, he made his way back to the elevator, pushing the button, but it wouldn't budge. The lights began flickering once more. "There must be a way," he thought, filled with panic. "Aha... the staircase." Making his way to the stairs, he climbed for minutes but landed exactly on the same spot—on the 13th floor—as if on a loop. Filled with dread, he descended the stairs once more but found himself at his starting point. It felt as if time froze... warping him in this dreaded place, with time ticking away. He began hearing strange whispers... noises in the distance. Unsure whether to approach it or hide, he stood, waiting for the worst to come. Footsteps echoed... then ceased. The clock on the wall shifted, as if yawning from exhaustion. "I must be hallucinating," he said, clutching his head and waiting for this nightmare of an evening to be over. Walking to the reception area, he found dusty files. "Is this 20 years ago?" he muttered, blowing away dust. Records were written down in red— Missing workers... transferred... moved on. But no mention of a 13th floor, he noticed, with a rising wave of panic. Footsteps—his head snapped up, ears straining to listen to the sound. Yes... footsteps. An elderly man came into view. "A new collection," he said dryly. "I'm Mr. Walker, and you are?" Silence. "I see you're too shocked," he said with a quick assessment of him. "I have been here for years, searching for an exit without finding one... at least not the one I wanted. This is a metaphysical space, where the past, present, and future blend. Records showed that this site has a dark history... a failed exorcism, and somehow this floor was created. Anyone who enters here becomes trapped—set on a loop. You have to embrace the truth of this floor... the building—or forever remain here. To conquer, you must confront its true purpose, letting go of the past." "Of course. Why am I still here? You're quite easy to read. I do not have any purpose, so why bother," he said, letting out a heave. "Know that this floor remembers... it feeds on memories. We are but echoes on it—like tocks of a ticking clock." "Days?? It felt like hours," Daniel said, staring at his cell phone. "Kate must be worried," he said, sighing. "I have to confront this force... I can't afford to be trapped forever." The ding of the elevator brought him back to reality—it was as if it were attuned to his mind. Stepping inside, the doors shut. "Finally," he thought, breathing a sigh of relief. "Higher??" It was ascending—he almost wailed as a fresh dose of panic hit him. Past the 14th floor, it went higher... into an unknown realm. "Help me... my voice?? No doubt it is mine." He looked back, seeing a vision of himself... like a past. "No more," he thought, walking into the dazzling brightness. ═༓═ ═༓══༓═ The elevator came to a halt with a ding and slid open its doors. The 13th floor. Someone steps out, oblivious to the curse. Another era... The cycle begins again. Thanks so much for reading! If you enjoyed this story, feel free to leave a comment and hit subscribe so you never miss the next one! ✨
By Gift Abotsi 2 years ago in Horror
The Toxic Lady of Riverside: The Mysterious Death of Gloria Ramirez
The Toxic Lady of Riverside: The Mysterious Death of Gloria Ramirez On the night of February 19, 1994, the emergency room at Riverside General Hospital in California turned into the scene of one of the most bizarre and unsettling medical mysteries in modern history. It was a case that would puzzle doctors, scientists, and investigators for decades: the strange death of 31-year-old Gloria Ramirez.
By The Secret History Of The World2 years ago in Horror
