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The Reflection Room
“The Reflection Room” For as long as anyone could remember, Room 217 in the old Ashcroft Boarding School had been locked. The staff said it was used for storage, but everyone knew that was a lie. Even the bravest students refused to go near it. The hallway leading to it always felt colder, like something was watching from the shadows.
By Arafat Rahman MUN10 months ago in Horror
The Soul of Chandrapur Girls' Hostel
On the edges of Rauzan in Chattogram stands Chandrapur Girls' Hostel—a century-old building built amid the British time. The blurred dividers, wooden entryways, and iron-grilled windows appear to carry stories of their possess. Once a famous lodging, it is presently as it were domestic to the bravest of understudies.
By Siyam Islam10 months ago in Horror
Is That The Grim Reaper or you ?
Is that the Grim Reaper or you? The knocking began at 3:17 a.m., softly, like a whisper against the wood. Then, more persistent. One of Nora's eyes opened to the bright blue digits on her alarm clock as she groaned from beneath her blanket. In the middle of nowhere, she lived by herself. At this hour,
By Rony Sutradar10 months ago in Horror
"I Found a Phone in the Woods... What I Saw Changed Everything"
It was a quiet Saturday afternoon when I decided to go for a walk in the woods near my house. I wasn’t expecting anything unusual. I wasn’t looking for adventure. I just needed to clear my head. Life had been overwhelming lately — work, relationships, the endless noise of social media. The forest was my escape, my reset button.
By Whispers of the Dark10 months ago in Horror
Whispers in the Walls. AI-Generated.
Detective Lila Harris never believed in ghosts — until the night one whispered her name. It was a quiet Thursday at the precinct. Most officers had gone home, but Lila stayed late, reviewing cold cases — especially the one she could never shake: the disappearance and murder of Emily Ward, a young woman who vanished five years ago.
By Amar Mughal10 months ago in Horror
Ghosts of the Death Railway: The Haunted Legacy of River Kwai & Hellfire Pass
The Haunted History of River Kwai Bridge and Hellfire Pass, Kanchanaburi A Legacy of Suffering River Kwai Bridge and Hellfire Pass, Kanchanaburi, Thailand, are etched in history as a testament to human endurance and war violence. During World War II, the Japanese Imperial Army forced over 60,000 Allied prisoners of war (POWs) and 200,000 Asian laborers to construct the 258-mile Thailand-Burma "Death Railway" under inhumane conditions. The railway was to supply Japanese troops in Burma, but its building came at a ghastly cost: Approximately 16,000 POWs and 90,000 Asian laborers perished from starvation, disease, torture, and exhaustion.
By Kyrol Mojikal10 months ago in Horror
Possession or Psychosis?. Content Warning.
Anneliese Michel: A real-life horror? There was born on September 21, 1952, in a remote village in Bavaria, Germany, a woman whose life has been steeped in darkness. Instead of happy thoughts of a girl, all the ordinary girl's thoughts - Events occurred to her. On July 1, 1976, her short and unfulfilled life abruptly ended, leaving her friends and others in shocked disbelief. The deaths are still a topic of discussion today throughout the world because people widely believe this teen girl was possessed by a demon, and there was nothing they could do to get rid of the spirit.
By Rohitha Lanka10 months ago in Horror
Twilight, Book 1 : Twilight
🌧️ A New Life in a Rainy Town Isabella “Bella” Swan is a quiet, thoughtful 17-year-old girl who leaves the sunny state of Arizona to move in with her dad, Charlie, in the small, rainy town of Forks, Washington. Bella makes this move so her mom can travel with her new husband.
By Muhammad Hayat10 months ago in Horror
A mirror that shows a different reality each night.. AI-Generated.
It started on a cold Tuesday night. Maya had just moved into a worn-down apartment on the third floor of an old building downtown. The paint was chipped, the pipes groaned, and the windows barely closed — but the rent was cheap and she needed a fresh start after her messy breakup and even messier bank account.
By Amar Mughal10 months ago in Horror
Waves to Whispers. Content Warning.
It happened in the years 1994 and 1998. I had a brother, a sister, and me in the family. I was 19 years old back then, and we lived in Unawatuna.. When I was seven, my father died, forcing us to carry on without him. My mother worked hard, weaving baskets and tailoring clothes to feed the three of us. My mother had tried lecturing us, but my brother and I had never had any sort of work ethic. We were really in the market for money because of some personal family problems. We fished, sold chickpeas in the evenings, and mended torn bags for schoolchildren. Many times we would go up to tourists on the beach and actually sell them seashells.
By Rohitha Lanka10 months ago in Horror
