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 Boyfriend
A girl and her boyfriend were driving at night, down an isolated country road. As they drove, the night seemed to get darker and darker. Eventually, they lost their way and found themselves driving through a densely wooded area that neither of them recognized
By Aayush Tiwari4 years ago in Horror
The Paranormal Experience
Growing up I was always into mysteries. At the age of ten I read a story on using baby powder to communicate with the other side. Nothing happened when I gave it a try, other than my mom seeing an opportunity to try and scare me. Her plan backfired, I wasn’t scared I was intrigued! Which makes me wonder, did she really mess with it or did she try to cover it up? I accepted the fact that she had done it, I mean back then I didn’t really believe in ghosts like most kids did. At the age of twelve we moved into an older small house. Walking in I felt kinda uneasy but didn’t understand it so I brushed it off as nerves-of being in a new space. The first few weeks went by fine, some nights I’d have trouble falling asleep but nothing that was suspicious at the time. That soon changed, one night I was in bed and I turned my light off. I had a touch lamp on my bedside table. Soon as the room went dark I had this strong feeling overcome me. I sat up a bit trying to look around the room, there was a little light coming in through my window from a street light. As I scanned the room I saw flash images, of this old man holding a knife. He was coming towards me. I screamed, pulled the cover around me, too scared to turn my lamp on. My mom ran in and flipped the ceiling light on. I jumped up out of bed and ran right past her and into her room. The bedrooms were conjoined with a door between them. Dad was awake so I jumped in bed beside him crying. He asked me what happened and I told him. He didn’t tell me it was nothing, instead he told me I’d be ok. I laid in bed that night beside him and my mom for a few hours. Finally my dad woke me and told me to try to go back in my room. So I did, I walked in climbed in bed and left my door open hoping for comfort. As soon as I’m settled, it starts again this time he’s coming towards me. I scream for my mom as I’m backed up against my head board. She runs in and turns the light on again. He’s gone. I could feel the disconnect of fear leave my body. Mom turned the light off and slept in my bed beside me that night. It took me what felt like hours to fall asleep. The activity stopped, at least for that night. The next day dad talked to me about what had happened. I learned how he’s a seventh son, which is believed to have the ability to communicate with the dead. He explained that ghost are real. It was at that time that, he told me that anytime I felt uneasy to say ‘I command you to leave this space, in the name of Jesus Christ’. After our talk I started feeling a bit more relaxed. I lived there for eight years. In those eight years the activity went on and off. By the age of thirteen I’ve experienced enough that I started asking my dad to tell me his experiences. I’d listen to him for hours, and didn’t mind hearing them more than once. We started watching ‘TAPS’ together. I remember being woken up late one night on a school night to watch the episode where they investigated Waverly Hills Sanatorium. My interest for the paranormal was growing. I didn’t fear it as much as I did my first experience. I started understanding more from every bit activity that happened to me.
By Katie Dawn 4 years ago in Horror
The Grave of a Red Woman
It was raining that day. The streets were empty and creating an ambient of dead silence. A man walked out of a door. A briefcase in hand. Wearing a long coat and a hat. The man started to walk and his footsteps can be heard from yards away. This man is Dr. Polaris. He was a renowned scientific researcher and he was working on the brains of dead people. Because he believes that even after people died, their souls remain attached to their brains. And this could be the pathway to communicate with them.
By horror story house4 years ago in Horror
Troy Alexander: Hush & Scream
Three Months Later After The Events in Gun Heavy. Troy Alexander is working for a Protective Agency led up by a man named Charlie Carlson who doesn't know only working for him to be in place for when Victor Stormare and Vincent Russo, the man who killed the woman he loved Hannah come for Charlie for betraying them and the Winner Circle the biggest international crime synidcate. While working for Charlie, Troy found out that the supernatural forces are real.
By Victor Robinson II4 years ago in Horror
They'll Find Me
It’s been a long, long night. But it has been a good one. Her parents make her feel so loved. The country home that they live in, though standing alone for miles and her, Elaine, being an only child, provides her with all the comfort in the world. She’s happy. Though time has dragged on and the wind blows a cold draft into her room, she’s warm. She’s loved. She’s happy.
By Jonathan Lake4 years ago in Horror
Twick or Tweat
I heard the doorbell ring and reached for the bowl of candy on the side table. Opening the door, I found a small boy dressed in a bedsheet. His eye holes were cut out in the big, unmatched way that often precedes a homemade costume, and the edges of his glasses poked through the holes at the edges. He held his pillowcase out to me and shook it. I chuckled a little and looked down at the small ghost that stood begging on my front porch.
By Joshua Campbell4 years ago in Horror
Terrors in the Night
Have you ever seen something you weren’t supposed to see? Something disturbing. Unsettling. Unnatural. The type of unnatural that seared itself into your mind, haunting you for weeks, months, years afterwards? Disturbing enough that for the briefest of instances, a part of you wished that you’d clawed your eyes out before seeing something so sure to haunt you for the rest of your days? I bet you haven’t. But I have.
By JJ Cornish4 years ago in Horror
The Cohoke Train Tracks Ghost
I almost killed Brock. This memory still gets to me when I think about it to much. So hopefully writing it down will help. Back in college, I had a group of friends that would get together on the weekends for a few beers to hang out, shoot the wind, and talk about our week.
By Fiona Percival4 years ago in Horror
6 Nurses Tell Their Most Shocking & Frightening Ghostly Stories. Pt 1
Hello again screaming critters and welcome back to another Screaming for Horror article I am Rain and I hope you're having a horrific day. If you think old and abandoned hospitals are creepy think again, working medical facilities hold as many sinister stories as those that have already closed down for good which is why the next set of nurses in our article share their most frightful experiences.
By Rain- Screaming for Horror4 years ago in Horror
Tomoka's Carnivorous Pink Cloud
The 1950s sure did see all kinds of craziness. The Cold War raged, fear of nuclear weapons invaded every home and school, constant UFO sightings put people on edge, and World War II still weighed heavily on humanity. The '50s brought fresh ideas into comics, movies, and magazines—mostly touching on the cultural fears without calling them out directly. Elvis packed venues, Hitchcock films hit theaters at least once a year, and what would later become classic literature flew off the shelves—an exciting time for everyone.
By J.A. Hernandez4 years ago in Horror
