urban legend

Urban legends have captivated us from ancient eras to the modern day; a deep dive into scary lore and 'could be true' tales about Bigfoot, Slender Man, the Suicide Forest and beyond.

The Forbidden Door. Content Warning.
There was only one rule: Don't open the door. Sarah wasn't one for sticking to rules, so she smashed the chain and entered the room anyway. She knew that it was wrong, but this room had been locked for many years, and she couldn't understand why she shouldn't enter it.
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Horror
Can Ghosts Exist? Faith Holds the Answers
There’s something about ghost stories that stays with you long after the tale is told. It’s not just the fear of the unknown—it’s the unsettling sense that something hasn’t been resolved. Whether it’s the chill that creeps down your spine or a strange moment you can’t quite explain, these experiences leave behind more questions than answers. The idea of ghosts feels like it brushes up against something we can’t fully grasp. And if there’s truth to them, what does the Bible have to say? How do these encounters align with Scripture’s teachings about life, death, and the afterlife?
By Ojo2 years ago in Horror
Glitch
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. You could step on the overgrown lawn, toilet paper and egg the house to kingdom come, videotape it like it was the setting of a kid's shaky Halloween video. You could even go, knock on the door, and run away from whatever supposed urban legend the kids said was supposed to come out.
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Horror
The Whispering Woods [Unedited]
Authors note: This is the original piece I wrote with the challenge 'Spooky Micro' in mind, I was only just under double the word limit, so had to do some serious editing to get it down to fit the microfiction challenge.
By Liam Storm2 years ago in Horror
The Whispering Woods
There was only one rule: don't open the door. The issue was, there wasn't a door. How could there possibly be a door in the Woods?
By Liam Storm2 years ago in Horror
The Johnsons
"There was only one rule: don’t open the door. I don’t know how many times I told you that. But nooo, you just had to have a look. Just had to sneak a little peek. And, now, here we are,” Phil ranted at Joaquin.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Horror
One Door To...Wait, Presque. No.
There was only one rule: don't open the door. As I stand guard at the door, the door that should not be opened. I stand here as a noble warrior. A noble warrior with a helmet, sword and everything.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Horror
A Night of Mystery and Survival on the Taif Road
The Hidden Guardian: A Night of Mystery and Survival on the Taif Road. Iwas driving my car on the highway, heading towards the city of Taif, which is about 400 kilometers away from Mecca. It was midnight, and the road was completely empty of other cars, except for some distant trucks whose lights appeared on the horizon from time to time. The road was dark except for the light of my car’s headlights that pierced the darkness of the night, and the road was winding between slopes and mountains, especially in an area known as the Great Flood.
By Muzamel Sayed2 years ago in Horror
The Journal
Evelyn hadn’t set foot in the attic for years........ After inheriting her grandmother’s house, she’d avoided the musty space, not wanting to disturb the dust-covered memories of a life long gone. But when the creaking floorboards above her bedroom kept her awake for the third night in a row, she decided it was time to investigate.
By I did Something2 years ago in Horror
The Hollowing of Alder Village
The letter had arrived with no return address, sealed in brittle, yellowed paper. The ink, faded but legible, claimed to be from a relative I’d never heard of—my "Aunt Miriam." She implored me to visit her in the village of Alder Hollow, far from any city or recognizable place. The letter spoke of old family matters, of an inheritance tied to a "sacred duty" I had to fulfill.
By I did Something2 years ago in Horror
Lost to the Tempest
The wind bit through his jacket; the waves crashed against the pier, like they wanted to swallow Stoneham. The boy squinted, the snow whipping across his face.
By Christian Bass2 years ago in Horror
Fyzog. Content Warning.
Introduction Fizzognoun informal British a person's face or expression. "he has a constant look of surprise on his fizzog"
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Horror