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ZIKRILLAH

FreeWriting

Horror Story While on Vacation at the Canadian Beach (This Story Was Inspired From Oun Own Youtube)

"This time, our Family Day will be at Canada Beach! And we'll all sleep at a homestay!" exclaimed Auntie Ayuni, known as the leader in organizing family activities. Back to the story, December had arrived, and Erina and all her husband's family members were on their way to Canadian Beach by car. Erina and her husband left a bit late because they returned from work late, even though it was a Saturday. Throughout the journey, Erina and her husband were accompanied by songs from the radio, and ther

Horror Story While on Vacation at the Canadian Beach (This Story Was Inspired From Oun Own Youtube)
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Velonoro's way

FreeWriting

A horror ful story of restraunt in urdu

شام کا اندھیرا چھا گیا تھا اور گلیوں میں صرف رات کی چھاؤں چھائی ہوئی تھی۔ ایک تنہا گلی کے کونے میں، ایک پرانا ہوٹل بے روشنی میں کھڑا تھا۔ دروازہ خود بخود بند ہو گیا اور اندھیرا اور خوفناک ماحول محسوس ہونے لگا۔ رات کے گہرے پانی کی آواز اور انجان چیزوں کی چپ چاپ گرہت ہوئی آوازیں ہر طرف سے گھیر رہی تھیں۔ اچانک، ایک چھپا ہوا ہنسنا گلیوں میں گونجا اور ایک سایہ ظاہر ہوا، جو دیواروں پر چھپا ہوا تھا۔ آہستہ آہستہ، ایک چھپا ہوا سایہ گھومتا ہوا ہوٹل کے اندر آیا اور ہر قدم پر انجان خفائے بڑھ رہے تھے۔ ہر دل

A horror ful story of restraunt in urdu
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Steven Hope

FreeWriting

The Nun

Once upon a desolate night, in the heart of an ancient abbey, the silent halls echoed the ghostly whispers of the past. Shadows danced upon the worn walls, as if telling a haunting tale to anyone who dared to listen. It was within these eerie walls that a solitary figure lingered, each step echoing in the hollow chamber of her soul—a nun named Sister Agnes. Sister Agnes had dedicated her life to the service of God, finding solace and refuge within the covenant walls. However, beneath her seeming

The Nun
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Steven Hope

FreeWriting

Stormy Night

Once upon a time, in a small town nestled deep within the woods, there was an old dilapidated house that stood abandoned. Locals whispered tales of supernatural occurrences and forbidden rituals that had taken place there long ago. The house had an eerie presence that sent shivers down the spines of anyone who dared venture too close. One stormy night, a group of curious teenagers, eager for an adrenaline rush, decided to explore the infamous haunted house. Led by their daring nature, they broke

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Guest

FreeWriting

A Haunted house

Horror house

Vishnu

FreeWriting

Bonaventure Cemetery: A Haunted History

Bonaventure Cemetery: A Haunted History Located in Savannah, Georgia, Bonaventure Cemetery is a popular destination for both locals and tourists alike. This picturesque cemetery is steeped in history and boasts stunning scenery, but it is also known for its haunted reputation. Many visitors to Bonaventure Cemetery have reported strange and unexplainable occurrences, such as seeing apparitions, hearing strange noises, or feeling an inexplicable sense of unease. Some have even claimed to have expe

Bonaventure Cemetery: A Haunted History
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Mavisbeu

FreeWriting

Shadows of the Forgotten Room

A young girl named Lily. Intrigued by dark history surrounding an old house, she ventures inside, only to become trapped in a hidden room. As the room comes alive with whispers and unsettling encounters, Lily must find a way to escape the clutches of the sinister space. With chilling suspense and a desperate struggle for survival, the story delves into the secrets and horrors that lurk within the forgotten corners of our world.

Shadows of the Forgotten Room
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AMystBlog

FreeWriting

A Hunted Village

A story of a hunted house.

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Shreeshyam

FreeWriting

"The Cursed Haunted House of Bina: A Bone-Chilling Tale"

Its true story from Bina madhya Pradesh

"The Cursed Haunted House of Bina: A Bone-Chilling Tale"
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Rendom story

FreeWriting

Nature's Love Story

Once upon a time, in a small town nestled amidst rolling hills and blooming wildflowers, there lived a young woman named Emily. She was a free-spirited soul who loved spending time in nature and had a heart as big as the sky. One day, as she was hiking along a trail that wound through the forest, she stumbled upon a wounded deer with a broken leg. Without hesitation, she gently approached the deer and tended to its injuries, carefully splinting its leg and providing it with water and food. As Em

Nature's Love Story
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Adnan Afridi

FreeWriting

"The Abandoned Mansion: A Night of Horror"

It was a dark and stormy night. Jack, Emily and their two friends were driving through the forest when suddenly their car got stuck in the mud. They had no choice but to get out and find help. They started walking, looking for a sign of civilization, but all they found was an old abandoned mansion. Jack suggested that they go inside and wait out the storm. As they entered, they noticed that there were no lights, and every room was covered in dust and cobwebs. The air was heavy, and they could he

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Doblee

FreeWriting

Meadow Tale

the once beautiful meadow became a cautionary tale

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ImageVidWorld

FreeImage

Horror Themes

Poster on ghost/horror theme

Horror Themes
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You Chan

FreeImage

Land Office

where my sister works (land office). Every morning I always take him 😁

Land Office
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Bhupender

FreeWriting

Peepal tree on which many stories are made, come read another story,,,

All the people of the village used to live in fear, they believed that some demon lives under this peepal tree and who scares people after 12:00 in the night, as well as kills people when they come near it. There was great fear in that village,Even today people are as much afraid of that Peepal as they were yesterday. As soon as 12:00 o'clock in the night, a strange sensation and frightening sound of peepal leaves starts coming, don't know why all the foxes come under the same tree and start

Peepal tree on which many stories are made, come read another story,,,
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Sher Zaman

FreeWriting

Dictator Brother – Slaughtering his very own brother True novel story

Asalam O alakum, my call is Sher Zaman and this novel that I am writing could be very exciting. I will inform you that this novel is written as a real tale and this tale isn't always a person else's. This is my very own story. He did now no longer had sufficient cash to shop for books, however, he turned keen on learning. He turned into now no longer being born, however, he had lots of wealth, a lot of wealth that even the following ten generations couldn't damage the wealth,

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Kushagra

FreeImage

Creativity

Creativity
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scary horrors

FreeWriting

I Dare You

If I were you, I'd stop reading. No? It's entirely up to you. I'm powerless to stop you. So, take this story as a warning and leave it at that. It had been a completely ordinary day. When these things happened, I was reading creepy stories to frighten myself. That was something I used to enjoy. I loved the feeling of chills running up my spine when I saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye after reading a story. I was about to start reading a ghost story that sounded intriguing when something c

I Dare You
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scary horrors

FreeWriting

Terrifying 911 Call

"911. "What's your emergency?" I said as I answered the phone. "There's a bat in my house." A loud scream came over the speaker. "Send someone to come and get it." "Alright ma'am, I will send animal control over as soon as possible." The caller thanked me and said she would be waiting outside. I pressed the button to dispatch the nearest unit. I sat in my cubicle, doodling with my ballpoint pen on a piece of blank white paper. Being a dispatcher isn't always easy. Especially in the middle of now

Terrifying 911 Call
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scary horrors

FreeWriting

Dark World

It's dark. When you don't know where you are or how you've come to be there, even the simplest things can be supremely frightening. So it was that when Walter awoke, his consciousness was confused and hazy, and the thing that he fixed on was the darkness. a darkness so thick and oppressive that it could've been a blanket—perhaps it was, for all that the disoriented boy knew. A quick rustle around his immediate area made it clear that no, he was not bound or covered by anything in particular—it w

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