In the old attic, I found a doll. Its eyes followed me. At night, it whispered my name. I threw it out, but it's back on my bed.
I woke in the dark. A cold hand touched my face. I saw a shadow. Then, silence. I'm still not sure if it was a dream.
Walking home, a figure followed. I ran. It was at my door. I hid. Peeking out, it was gone. But then, a knock. My heart stopped.
There was an abandoned house at the end of the street. One day, out of curiosity, I decided to explore it. As I entered, the door slammed shut behind me. I heard strange whispers echoing in the empty rooms. I walked into the living room and saw a rocking chair moving on its own. A chill ran down my spine. Suddenly, a figure in white appeared in front of me. Her face was pale and her eyes were hollow. She stared at me for a moment and then let out a blood - curdling scream. I tried to run but found myself trapped in the house with this terrifying apparition.
The Iditarod trail had a cursed cabin. Entered, never left. Just screams.
One 1920 horror story could be about a haunted mansion. In 1920, there was a large, old mansion on the outskirts of a small town. A young couple moved in, ignoring the rumors. At night, they heard strange noises, like whispers and creaking floors. The wife would see a shadowy figure in the hallway. As they explored, they found a locked room in the attic. When they finally opened it, a cold wind blew out, and they saw old portraits with eyes that seemed to follow them. Terrified, they fled the mansion and never returned.
There was a haunted forest where people often got lost. A hiker named Tom ventured into it. As he walked deeper, the trees seemed to close in on him. He heard whispers that sounded like they were coming from the trees themselves. Then, he saw a figure in a white dress floating among the trees. Tom was so scared that he dropped his backpack and ran in the opposite direction. He didn't stop until he was out of the forest, but he could still feel the eyes of the figure on his back.
There was a small village haunted by a vengeful spirit. Every night, people would hear a blood - curdling scream. A traveler passing through the village decided to stay in an old inn. During the night, he woke up to a strange scratching sound on his window. When he looked outside, he saw a pale face with long black hair staring at him. The face started to melt into the window, and the traveler felt a cold hand grab his ankle. He quickly grabbed his things and ran out of the inn, never looking back.
Once upon a time, there was an old, abandoned mansion on the outskirts of town. A group of curious teenagers decided to explore it one night. As they entered, the door slammed shut behind them. They heard strange whispers and creaking sounds. In one of the rooms, they saw a figure in the corner. When they got closer, it vanished. Then, one by one, they started to disappear. Only one girl managed to escape, but she was never the same again, haunted by the memories of that night.
The phone rang at midnight. A voice hissed, 'I'm outside.' I peeked through the curtain. Red eyes stared back. I froze in fear.
Once upon a time, in a small town there was a strange place called 'Ican'. At night, people would hear eerie whispers coming from there. One brave soul, Jack, decided to investigate. As he entered the old, dilapidated building at 'Ican', he felt a cold breeze. Suddenly, the door slammed shut behind him. He saw shadowy figures moving in the dark. Jack tried to run but it was as if the place was playing tricks on him, making him go in circles. In the end, he never came out and the whispers at 'Ican' only grew louder.
In a dark forest, there was a rumor of Guzma's presence. A group of friends decided to explore. As they walked deeper, they heard strange noises. Suddenly, they saw Guzma's silhouette among the trees. He was surrounded by a strange mist. The friends started to run, but they felt like they were being chased. One by one, they got separated. The last one left was haunted by the thought of Guzma catching up to him.