supernatural
The hidden world of all things supernatural; a look inside witchcraft, spells, vexes, black magic and other spine-tingling supernatural phenomena.
The Curse
When one seeks, one shall find, hmm, an interesting thought to have entered my psyche. I feel the sensation of raindrops touch the cells of my skin; wet, cold, silken, and beautiful. My breath seems to echo in vibration and the beating of my heart is amplified as I slowly become conscious of my surroundings.
By Petrina Fuda5 years ago in Horror
Anonymous Diary
It had almost been a month of living in the place I had recently bought. Compared to the place I was living, it was way smaller. It was cozy whatsoever, and it didn't make me feel homesick. Especially, after moving 1,000 miles away from the place I used to call home. Everything was perfect, except the smell. The smell that could be only smelled in the hallway. Living in the brand new place, seemed to start turning into a nightmare. All because of the smell and where it came from, it wasn't from a body, however that was my first thought. It was from a small, black, notebook, that without releasing it, everything would change.
By Fernanda Mota5 years ago in Horror
The Black Notebook's History of Death
The Black Notebook's History of Death Jacob Olden lived a mostly secluded yet virtuous life. He was taught from a young age to follow his parents’ religion. And as he grew to an adult he lived his beliefs to a high level of fidelity. Few in this day and age live such a consecrated life but to Jacob it was his whole life. Despite this, he lived a somewhat lonely existence in a studio apartment. Jacob one evening as he studiously reviewed for his next Sunday school lesson, heard a knock at the door. Taking a break and marking his place in the reading, he got up and answered the door. On his porch was a short man with slick black hair, a suit, and a suitcase. “Yes, can I help you”, Jacob asked. The man spoke in an unusually deep voice for his size. “Are you Jacob Olden?” “Yes, sir”, Jacob responded. The man continued, “Your Great Uncle Phillip has died and you are one of the people he named in his will”. According to Jacob’s family, Phillip was a carnal man, the family didn't have a lot of contact with. But it would be rude to leave this lawyer on the porch, even as extravagant as he is. “Come on in, take a seat”. “Thank you, replied the man.” He came in and took a seat on the couch. “According to your uncle’s will and testament you have been named a beneficiary of 20,000 dollars.” Jacob thought about the concept. Money is the root of all evil, and can lead to exuberance. But he was also late on his bills and could use the money. Besides, I have lived a good life, I deserve to have a little bit of a reward. The man continued, “However there is a condition to this inheritance”. “An incredibly odd condition”. He took out a small black notebook. “The only condition according to the will is that you must take this notebook and make a willful entry according to the style of the other entries.” He handed over the notebook. It looked old and weathered, the leather although ancient seemed of a high quality. The man closed the briefcase and stood up. “Let us know when you complete the requirement”. The man reached the door. “Let us know when it is complete”. Jacob got up and closed the door behind the lawyer. Then sat back down and looked at the notebook with a measured curiosity. He opened the first page.
By Spencer Luthi5 years ago in Horror
The Order of the Little Black Book
The Order of the Little Black Book By S.G. Greene “Are you O.K.?” The voice was muffled against the pulsing waves of the theremin orchestra below his grand viewing box. The orchestra sped up; the show began to climax. His chest vibrated as frantic yet deliberate fingers mashed heavy synth pads. A spectacle of lights beamed down from the ceiling of the rotunda in rhythm with the cacophony of sounds he had written with the stroke of a pen. He stared down to the stage below where six women interpreted the music through elegant movements of their bodies, each in tune with the other. Yet even as the crowd filling the seats wrapping the circumference of the rotunda roared with approval, he could not so much as lift his finger.
By Sean Greene5 years ago in Horror
Hotel Cecil Portal to Hell
Netflix has just released the documentary on the Elisa Lam story. Now, I remember when this first went viral. I was among the many that was intrigued and instantly felt that this was not a simple missing case story. There was absolute demonic possession involved in my opinion. To summarize the story, and I do suggest you watch it on Netflix because it relays lots of plot twists and things that were not known when this first happened back in 2013.
By Araceli Torres5 years ago in Horror
Black Book of Death
Yasmine Mitchell was not superstitious. She didn’t believe in much besides her will to live and her strength to overcome everything she had been through. See, there’s this story about Yasmine. I will take it from the top so you can better understand her and where her curiosity begins and her tactful niche for detecting bad vibes ends with The Little Black Book.
By Cierra Carpenter5 years ago in Horror
Stronger, Smarter, Wealthier
Woke up in a bathroom stall again. Every day is the same. My so-called “friends” were the top-ranking students in schools, and I was always below them. They will take me to the bathroom after lunch and use me as a punching bag for their “entertainment” and relief their stress from studying. During the rain, it gets worse because they are not able to go outside.
By Jason Hee Chul Kim5 years ago in Horror
Stronger, Smarter, Wealthier
Woke up in a bathroom stall again. Every day is the same. My so-called “friends” were the top-ranking students in schools, and I was always below them. They will take me to the bathroom after lunch and use me as a punching bag for their “entertainment” and relief their stress from studying. During the rain, it gets worse because they are not able to go outside.
By Jason Hee Chul Kim5 years ago in Horror
A Haunting in Torrington, Connecticut
Why are there so many reported hauntings in this tiny state? I once heard a narrator on a paranormal show speculate that it's because there are at least three times more people dead than alive in Connecticut. In my hometown, most everyone has at least one ghost story and some have even made it to the big screen.
By Amy Lovett5 years ago in Horror
