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.
Night Owl
As the day slowly turned to night I watched the sun drift down to the horizon in the distance through my camera lens. Photography was a new passion of mine and my specific interest was taking pictures of birds. I never realized the amount of unique ones in my area but after I got my camera I started to notice them a lot more. There were birds of all colours and sizes and I had taken pictures of so many so far, but something I’d never seen before was an owl, something I hope would change tonight. After researching owls and where to find them in my area for several nights I felt confident that I could spot one and hopefully get a decent picture before it got too dark, but the sun was going down faster now and I was beginning to worry about losing the light for a picture.
By Bryor Atchison5 years ago in Horror
The Exchange
“Who? Who?” the cacophonous question of an old barn owl rang out above the sound absorbing snow. The silence of the snow had been so deafening that it had drank up the struggles of a woman with her sled passing under the creature. The woman’s soul had launched through her skin at the piercing chime, the only sound she had heard all night.
By E. J. Strange5 years ago in Horror
The Shadow of the Black Owl
Shadow Of The Black Owl By: Gabe Lacey Chapter 1 Another bone chilling, snow covered day in the small town of Monowi Nebraska. Another trudge through the blistering cold through squinted eyes and gritted teeth. The wind seemed to blow with a ferocious howl similar to that of a ravenous wolf. As Belle made her way to the mailbox she caught a glimmer of sunlight ever so faintly shining through the dense fog in the snow. With a thick, heavy layer of snow covering the ground as far as the eye could see, walking from the house to the mailbox had become a somewhat cumbersome task. But Belle Livingston was always prepared, as she marched out in a brand new pair of grass boots with confidence. Inside the mailbox was a peculiar looking envelope placed neatly inside. Belle immediately retrieved it and went back inside of her house where a fireplace was already lit and ready for her. Belle sat down in a comfy black recliner chair by the fireplace and proceeded to open the envelope. Inside she saw a letter in Old English font along with an old fashioned silver key with a crown insignia on the top of it. The letter read as follows:
By Gable Lacey5 years ago in Horror
Omens
I was told from a young age, like a warning, like a curse. That owls accompanied death. One for the funeral home, and two for children. My father used to say, anyway. So then, it shouldn’t have come as such a surprise, looking into those, glassy, marble eyes above the mausoleum. Wide, moon round face curiously scoping out my every move, we stared one another down. And for a brief moment, it’s almost as if we felt connected, somehow. And then the barn owl bent its great body to preen, and I watched, transfixed. Alone in a graveyard with just this animal, and my own thoughts that I decided to speak out loud.
By constelloceans5 years ago in Horror
Conspiracy
Moving under the best of situations is an unpleasant experience. Moving to Alaska because it’s the only place you can get a job is even more unpleasant. You’d think that witness protection means that you can start over anywhere, but when your face was on publications all over the country, there is only so much witness protection can do. So a small town in Alaska is where I ended up. A place you can only get to by small airplane. A place that is in it’s own bubble, separated from the rest of the world. A place that doesn’t get a lot of national publications.
By Bananandrea5 years ago in Horror
Let's Talk About Bigfoot...
I embarked on my journey towards finding the truth in the otherworldly at a young age. Most of my early years of research were spent in front of a TV, gawking at ghost hunting crews. But at 17 I set out on what was supposed to be a routine day - and my entire perspective and research method has since shifted. For the past five years, I’ve had to reimagine what the paranormal means to me and how so many people nowadays have it all wrong! Some of the most common misconceptions in the fields of the paranormal and cryptozoology surround one monster in particular - The Bigfoot.
By Alesia Brooks5 years ago in Horror
El Cuco
This happened to me around 1996, in La Vega, Dominican Republic. I was 6 years old, and living with my Grandmother at the time. My mother emigrated to the United States with her new husband for a new beginning. Dominican Republic is a beautiful paradise country, but depending the area in which you live. I lived in a neighborhood where everyone knew each other for a long time. They would take care of each other and share food. Every night the lights would go out on different neighborhoods and people would have candles and gas lamps ready. Our house had 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. One of the bedrooms was next to the bathroom on the left and it had a window that looked out at the kitchen. My room was on the right side of the bathroom. On the far left side there is a door that connects to the master bedroom, which you can enter through my room and through the kitchen. One night I was playing outside on the side porch of the house with my grandmother and little brother. As usual the lights when out and all I heard were people shuffling around their houses and asking each other for the candles and the matches. My grandmother had a lamp that had a radio on it and it worked with batteries. She usually places it on the window that divides the kitchen with the other room . She does this so we have light in the kitchen and on our way to the bathroom. This particular night, after the lights went out, I went into the house and to my bedroom. Before going in my room I stopped at the bathroom to wash my hand. The other door in my room was closed and the windows were open. When I finished washing my hands, I walked in my bedroom. As I step in lights came on, on the streets and it illuminated the door in my room. I stand still as I see a figure on the door. It was this tall manly figure with a round hat and a long trench coat. Everything was black even as the lights from outside shined on it. I stood there for at least 1 minute looking at it. Froze to the ground I couldn't move. In my mind I was in shock thinking it might be El Cuco. And he appeared to take me from my family and I'll never see them again. I saw movement by where it was standing and ran outside. Shaking and with sweaty hands I hold my grandmother's hand and told my her what I saw. She told me that it wasn't real but I know what I saw. She went with me back to my room and turned the light on and showed me that nothing was there. I'll always remember that shadow on the door. I haven't seen it again since and I'm 30 now, but I know that if I stayed there longer something would had happened to me. It was a scary moment in my child hood. I didn't like the darkness and the shadows for a long time, but I know that it was El Cuco. El Cuco is a mythical creature used in Spanish speaking countries to scare kids from being outside at night and also when they don't behave. The saying would go like this, "if you don't behave El Cuco will come and take you". I know I saw El Cuco that night, I'm just glad I haven't seen it since.
By Elynork Mercedes5 years ago in Horror
