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Mother Sucker
"Oh, children, my gentle ones, my patient ones. Come here." The six children hurried to their mother. 10 seconds. The rules were strict, and the number one rule was to drop anything and everything immediately when Mother called.
By Jakayla Toney26 days ago in Horror
The Voice in My Head Wasn’t Mine. AI-Generated.
I first heard it on a Tuesday. “You left the stove on.” I was already in bed. I almost ignored it. Then I smelled smoke. I ran to the kitchen. The stove was on. After that, the voice never left. It corrected small things at first. “Lock the door.” “Check your bag.” “He’s lying.” It was calm. Not loud. Not angry. Just… certain. It saved me from mistakes. From embarrassment. From danger. One night, it stopped me from taking my usual route home. “Not that road.” I listened. Later I saw the news. A violent robbery. Exact location. Exact time. The voice had known. That’s when I asked it. “Who are you?” Silence. Then— “I’m you.” I laughed. “From when?” A pause. “From after.” After what? It didn’t answer. But the corrections became warnings. “Don’t trust her.” “Don’t open that message.” “Don’t go inside tonight.” I froze. “Why?” Its voice trembled for the first time. “Because I remember what happens.” My hand was already on the doorknob. I stepped inside. The apartment was dark. Too dark. And in the kitchen… I saw myself. Holding a knife. Breathing heavily. Waiting. The voice whispered— “I couldn’t stop you.” And suddenly I understood. It wasn’t guiding me. It was surviving me.
By Jeshurun 26 days ago in Horror
Separated at Midnight… Dead by 1AM | The Bobby & Betty Mystery
One day in September 1951, a 53-year-old man named Adolph Siller was carrying a big box from his car and entered a house in the city of Winston-Salem, North Carolina, and walked on the road until he reached the room where his two 21-year-old daughters, Bobby and Betty, were sitting. Bobby and Betty were very happy and excited about this step, because they were finally able to leave the house of the family they were raised in, which means their father's house and their mother's house, which was in another city about an hour away.
By souhila27 days ago in Horror
She Thought Someone Was Outside… But The Footprints Were Inside
This story will teach you to focus on anything that happens around you. In 2017, there was an old woman sitting alone and looking out of her window. Suddenly, a black shadow appeared behind the window to an unknown person.
By souhila27 days ago in Horror
The Ninth Hour of Malachi : SEASON 4
Chapter 12 (Climax and Immediate Aftermath) CHRONICLE LOG: Final entry in the retrieved portion of Father Pavel’s journal. The entry consists of only two words, written in a shaky, almost illegible hand, before the page is consumed by a jagged tear: "She awoke." The whereabouts of Father Pavel remain officially undisclosed.
By Tales That Breathe at Night28 days ago in Horror
The Whispering House
The old house at the end of Cedar Lane had been abandoned for decades. Its paint was chipped, windows broken, and the gate hung crooked on rusty hinges. Everyone in town whispered about it, but nobody dared go near it—except for me.
By Aliimranabout a month ago in Horror
Room 417
The elevator in the Avalon Hotel stopped at the fourth floor even when no one pressed the button. Guests complained. Management apologized. No one stayed long enough to connect the pattern—except Daniel Moore.
By Aliimranabout a month ago in Horror
The Shadows of Silver Lane
The streets of Silver Lane had always seemed quieter than they should be at night. The dim streetlights flickered over empty shops, casting long, uneven shadows that stretched like dark fingers across the cracked pavements. Raj, a young man who worked nearby, had walked these streets countless times. Yet tonight, something felt different—he could almost feel the weight of unseen eyes watching him from the corners of the alleys.
By Aliimranabout a month ago in Horror
The "Thing" In the Woods
Location: Marine Corps Mountain Warfare Training Center, Bridgeport, California Unit: First Combat Engineer Battalion, Alpha 2 Platoon
By Lobo Miasmaabout a month ago in Horror
The whitch of the black haveli
At the edge of the village of Soonpur stood an old, abandoned mansion known as the Black Haveli. Even during the daytime, sunlight seemed afraid to touch its walls. At night, the place felt alive, breathing in silence. No bird ever perched there, no animal dared to cross its path. The elders of the village whispered that a witch lived there—one who came out after midnight and trapped travelers with her voice.
By Aliimranabout a month ago in Horror
The fog in water
It was late at night, and the village streets lay silent, blanketed in a thick, creeping fog. Every house seemed abandoned, their windows like dark, unblinking eyes staring into the emptiness. The wind whispered through the narrow lanes, carrying with it an unsettling chill that made the hair on Ali’s arms stand on end. He had just moved to the village, inheriting the old family house from a distant relative. The house was old, worn down by decades of neglect, and yet Ali had been drawn to its strange charm, unaware of the dark secrets it held.
By Aliimranabout a month ago in Horror
The Mirror That Blinked First
Clara had never believed in cursed objects. She believed in dust, in age, in poor lighting, in imagination — but never in the supernatural. That was why the mirror didn’t frighten her when she first saw it.
By Modhilrajabout a month ago in Horror