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The Haunted Mirror
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. I stared in disbelief as the figure staring back at me was a distorted version of myself. The once familiar face now appeared sinister and twisted, with piercing red eyes and an eerie grin that mocked me. I tried to look away, but I couldn't break the gaze of this grotesque image.
Numan AfzalPublished about 4 hours ago in HorrorTrapped in a Mirror
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. At first glance I was sure it was me. But the longer I stared, the more the image changed and shifted, I could not believe it, I closed my eyes and opened them to stare at myself.
The Hospital of Shadows
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own, and I knew something was wrong. I had just woken up in a hospital room, my head throbbing with pain. I couldn't remember what had happened and when I ended up in a hospital, but I knew that my face was different. When I looked in the mirror, I was shocked as I saw the face of a stranger staring back at me - a face that was flawless, bright, and beautiful, but also unsettlingly perfect.
aly suhailPublished about 6 hours ago in Horror
The Mirror's Deception: A Reflection That Wasn't My Own
It was just an ordinary day when I woke up and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I stood in front of the mirror, I caught a glimpse of my reflection, but something was off. It took me a moment to realize that the person staring back at me wasn't me at all.
junaid mughalPublished about 10 hours ago in Horror
1109 Blackthorn Lane
Rated R The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. I remember that day like I remember my name. It burned a permanent psychotic scar into my psyche...
Lamar WigginsPublished about 17 hours ago in Horror
Revenge [part-1]
It was seven o’clock at night but it seemed like a long night had passed. Deep all around the severity of the winter was reminiscent of frozen mountains even in the plains.
Saddam HussainPublished a day ago in HorrorThe Abandoned House on the Hill: A Tale of Horror
Deep in the heart of the woods, there stands an abandoned house on the hill. For years, it has been left to decay, its once-beautiful exterior now a crumbling facade. But it's not just the deteriorating structure that makes the locals steer clear of the place - it's the eerie feeling that emanates from within its walls. Many say it's haunted, that the spirits of those who died in the house still linger. And they say that if you're brave enough to enter, you'll never come out the same.
junaid mughalPublished a day ago in Horror
The Haunting of the Abandoned Asylum.
In all my years of exploring abandoned buildings, I had never been to one quite like this. The old asylum stood before me, towering and ominous, yet I couldn't resist the urge to explore.
Arfeen NasirPublished a day ago in Horror
The Mortuary
The Mortician had been looking for his wife all night. He knew she was drinking again. She always disappeared for days at time, when the demons of alcohol consumed her.
Mortician BarbiePublished a day ago in Horror
The Haunted Hollywood Hills Mansion
The Hollywood Hills Mansion had been vacant for years. Once the pride of the community, it had since fallen into a state of disrepair. Its windows were boarded up, the paint was peeling, and the garden was overgrown. It was a sad sight, but it didn't stop the rumours from spreading.
Daniyal UsmaniPublished a day ago in Horror
The Battle for Magic
Once upon a time, in a land far away, there lived a young girl named Luna. Luna had always felt like she didn't quite belong in her small village. She was a dreamer and had a love for magic and adventure that none of the other villagers seemed to share. Despite this, she had never given up hope that one day she would find her place in the world.
Farhad SetharPublished 2 days ago in Horror“The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own”
A horror fiction story “The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own” The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. I gasped, taken aback by the unfamiliar face staring back at me. The eyes were dark and cold, the lips twisted into a cruel smirk. It was as if I was looking into the face of a stranger. But then, something even stranger happened.
Muhammad WASIM AkhtarPublished 3 days ago in Horror
