supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
With Every Bite
He has probably walked by this place a hundred times or more and never stopped in to eat. Today, however, his stomach is beyond hungry and he needs to refuel. The diner is bright, with a black and white checkered floor, red vinyl booths and bar stools, crisp, white tables and countertop and the jukebox is playing a Buddy Holly melody. He feels like he's stepped into a Norman Rockwell painting. The woman behind the counter looks up, a huge smile lights her face as she welcomes the new arrival and invites him to choose his own seat. Feeling chatty, he opts for the counter and Candy, of course, her name is Candy, brings him a menu. Her giant red hair is motionless as she walks, and he notices her fingers nails are the same colour and also match her lipstick.
Kaos SpinnerPublished 4 years ago in HorrorThe Diner that Time Forgot
A steady stream of angry, rain pellets beat down on the rusted, 1996, silver, Honda. Daniel Moore held onto the steering wheel tightly, the skin of his knuckles cracking against the cold. The glass fogged with each breath as he huddled into himself, cursing his busted heater.
Epstein Street
I live in an apartment off campus, but the campus is still close enough for me to walk to. It takes me less than five minutes. However, that means I always overestimate the amount of time I have to get to my first class. Today is no different. Class begins at 8:15am and what time do I leave? 8:15am. I shake my head at myself, grabbing my bag and my half-eaten hash brown.
Ashley Alleyne Van-De-CruizePublished 4 years ago in HorrorGutted and Eaten
This morning I could smell the ocean on the breeze, and it sent a thrill through me. A man named Alexi caught the scent as well, and before any of us could stop him, he took off at a run from our camp.
Nicholas EfstathiouPublished 4 years ago in HorrorThe Diner Where Time Stands Still
“Hello, don't panic, you’re dead.” said the voice. Keating looked up from the laminated menu he'd been staring at for who knows how long, its printed writing obscured by the strip-lighting bouncing off its scratched plastic covering.
Jamie JacksonPublished 4 years ago in HorrorA Weighted Visit
The dented bell above the door alerted his entrance to the establishment. Even at a quarter to midnight on a Thursday night the diner was almost full. Truckers spread out across the bar with their steaming cups of coffee and greasy burgers. A group of teenagers smushed into the corner booth sharing two milk shakes and a mountain of fries cackle at nothing in particular. A couple sit one booth away from the door with the air of tourism thick about them. The man clears his throat and a small blond haired woman pokes her head around the bar.
It Comes With The Moon
Ryan screamed with the pain as his body began to contort and change. What was happening to him and who was laughing ? The maniacal laughter rang in his ears and grew more distinct and unavoidable to hear as his ears changed along with the rest of his body.
Lori Beasley BradleyPublished 4 years ago in HorrorMy Demons
I want to tell you about one of my stories of the supernatural, these made me a believer of the supernatural ad its dangers to anyone, and you can deem this fact or fiction but to me it happened and this is recount of how it happened, enjoy. The first story begins here…I was cursed at birth to die thanks to my dad pissing off a gypsy lady right before my parents found out my mom was pregnant with me. But my dad, he had been cursed to die that night and it never happened thanks to it passing to me and turning into a curse that plagues me every seven years. For the first seven years I had no issues at all and my parents long before forgot about the gypsy lady in the market. I went to bed after playing spyro the first game for PS1 and I instantly knew something was wrong. When I entered my dreams like normal, it was as if I was really there in person. I was a smart kid and knew about dream walking thanks to my mom. I scanned my dream for anything and only found mountains covered by shadow from the blood red sky with dark black clouds and the soil red like mars. I was nowhere I had ever been, seen, or even heard of. I wasn’t fully scared being a super cocky kid and I loved to fight bullies and knew about control of the dream realm, what could go wrong! I walked in a single direction and saw nothing changed after a bit, so I decided I was tired of my dream, I opened a portal to my favorite dream….it didn’t open. A voice sounded in my head and I could sense death was literally right next to me. The voice turned to three as they said so you’re the one, the one we need to kill to be free from this shell, free to kill the mortals as we please. I turned to see three creature red in color but one who was red and black armor with wings in its back who stood to my left and the red demon with a polearm spear in gold armor and cloth between the armor pieces, the middle one was human looking and stood 9 feet tall but had horns like a dragon and was fully covered in red scaled armor and had no other features besides claws for finger tips. I keep looking them over when one starts to move towards me, I stop them by asking them who they are at least before they try to kill me. The leader laughed at me. He named them three, Leviathan, my lieutenant, and I am a lord of hell the lord of flies, also called Beelzebub. I asked him if he thinks he can. The lieutenant rushes forward again to strike at me. I side stepped as his spear flew past my face and I rush forward and strike the demon clear in the face but what I did next almost changed the game for me, I thought my fist weighed nothing to me but hit like a semi. The demons armor took the hit and sent him sliding back but not like I would have hoped for. The laugh again, and ask what I was trying to do. I hit you in the jaw with a 16-wheeler semi-truck. The demons again laugh and claim such things won’t kill them. I rush forward and think myself right behind them and strike the lieutenant again in the side and thought of the strongest thing I could hit with, I ended up with the strength of the hulk since it’s my favorite movie, I hit him and launched him across the desert and int the distance, I then kick the leviathan thing in the chest and send it flying into the air to only caught itself mid-flight. I recover and launch a attack my dad taught me, where you spin punch and follow with a kick and shoulder to take your enemy to the ground. But he caught my wrist and leg and lifted me up into the air. You thought you could win against us. You puny insect of a meat sack. He screams, and then tosses me through the air o to the sandy ground, but as I look up the three demons stood there hurt a little but still laughing, they then lung at me and I turned to run and jedi step away into the desert but I feel a cold searing pain in my back as I’m propelled forward from claws striking my back. I woke up right before I hit the ground, and the claw marks were still there and three days later they either disappeared or healed beyond what should be possible for such a claw mark. My mom told me it was serious and we did a dream reading and blessed my room. Weird it didn’t happen until 7 years later; this time was a little different. They showed up and I forgot what they were or who until they reminded me, whereas this time I could hurt them thanks to my aged mind. I took them to anther area this time and portal jumped us out of the desert and into the night sky filled with darkness and red strikes of lightning. We floated there and I grabbed the weakest one the lieutenant and started in on killing this creature. I struck but I didn’t limit my hit and just increased it as I struck. I hit once throwing the demons head into a unnatural position like he over cracked his neck but I didn’t stop as I upper cut the demon with more force in the nuts, but it just sent it into the air and I followed with a curved kick which connected with his side and sent the demon flying into a mountain and made a large impact that I felt and I notice a few flying chunks of metal in the air that came from my strikes on the demon. I turned to the other demons who sat by as I pummeled their friend. They point to there friend and tell me to continue or I will die. I look back just in time to see the demon right in front of me flying full steam ahead and about to strike me with his halberd spear, I dodged in time and grab him and his tail as I throw him through the air and into the distance. I waited for him to come back and he didn’t this time. I turned to the lord of flies, and the leviathan appears before me. I swing and without stopping to talk, I hit the creature of the pit in the rib cage with a solid right hook but it doesn’t even hurt him. He hits me without seeing him strike, and I’m flying through the air. I stop myself and end up waking up as he rushes forward. The next night I talked to my mom about the situation in little detail other then the demons in my dreams. She advised me to think of her next time I entered that realm of theirs. This time I entered ready for them. When I entered the realm of my dreams this time I did as my mom said and it made my mom appear in my dreams and the demons ran after realizing they couldn’t harm my mother’s apparition I summoned. My moms form ended up attacking them and chasing them through the desert even to this day.
Michael DouglasPublished 4 years ago in HorrorThe cursed Busby chair of death
You walk into a pub called The Busby Stoop Inn in North Yorkshire, England and see a wooden chair sitting in the corner. It looks like an average chair. There isn’t anything special about it. But you are in a pub and in need of a beer. Since all the other chairs are taken, you decide to sit in this lone empty chair. However, before you sit down, the bartender becomes unhinged.
Marc HooverPublished 4 years ago in HorrorThe love spell
Today i will be telling a real event story that happened to me two years back. A Romantic yet horrifying story. It was a normal day,just like any other . My Ex (john) and I would hang out as usual ,share a romantic moment then we’d go back to our houses. We were truly in love , or at least thats what i thought. As the days passed I noticed john getting more and more distant and i couldn’t understand why. I decided it was time for a serious talk with him given that I had always remained consistent to him and gave him my all. We sat and talked and he confessed to having feelings towards someone else and decided we should break up.Like the toxic person that I was I decided to threatnen him by saying (You will be back one way or another because I say so)and walked away. Of course he didnt know what i had meant by that but I did.
fernanda mayaPublished 4 years ago in HorrorWhy ghosts exist
Why Ghosts exist Do only the dead become ghosts? Fiction, especially Victorian fiction, made ghosts dangerous and threatening. This may not be accurate. Many people claim to have seen a ghost, a great many more believe they exist.
Peter RosePublished 4 years ago in HorrorLost but not forgotten
I have always had a love for buildings that have been lost or forgotten, but when my husband took me to this location I fell in love. As you walk around this large breathtaking site you can see and understand what the workers had to do daily to run this beautiful plant out of Pedro, Ohio. This stunning worksite is stretched out across 7,500 acres and everywhere you look you can see some part of the old factory. In 1986 the plant was closed down due to some labor disputes against the site. Many have made claims since then for years this location was not only ran-down but full of it's lost workers who have passed and still walked the grounds in which they worked their daily work shifts. There has also been those whose life was taken on the site itself. These lives are not only of those who worked here but those of the area who had their life taken. An offset feeling will take over you, as you step into these large towering buildings. The feelings of sadness and playfulness take over, yet there is a little bit of a scary feeling to the site due to the stories surround the site; as well, there is no lighting within the towers. This site is very large this is just one of the three towers in which you can walk into. The walls are covered with tags and paintings of those who came and wanted to be known for their visits. Rusted metal and broken cement shafts that helped its workers mixed what they are told to do daily cover the grounds, alongside overgrowth eating up the towers like a hungry child would eat up their lunch. It is stunning and beautiful how what is lost or forgotten can truly be. Or is it really forgotten at all?
JESSICA HICKSPublished 4 years ago in Horror