A place where all my lovely, creepy, maybe even nightmarish stories go. I hope you enjoy them! Don't be afraid though. The are only stories and nothing more. I'll write whenever I feel the need to let out some creepy creative energy honestly.
I stared at the bloodied scene in front of me. All of my friends were laying on the ground dead. Some bodies were completely mutilated while others just had simple stabs in the chest or in the throat. The culprit of the crime was standing there, facing away from me. She then turned towards me and grinned. The most notable feature about her was her eyes. They were blood red and seemed to glow, though it could've just been a trick of the light. She started to approach me and something told me to stay. It felt like her strange, glowing red eyes had cast a spell on me. I trembled as soon as she was right in front of me. Her grin faded to a gentle smile as she spoke with a quiet whisper, "Don't worry, Mira.... I won't hurt a cutie pie like you." How did she know my name? She pinned me to the wall, her blood red eyes staring into mine. It felt as though they were staring into my soul. "Don't ever try to escape me, cutie pie," she spoke as her voice sounded a bit angry as if this has happened before. Then she did something unexpected and pulled me into a kiss. It was sudden but something about it felt comforting. She pulled away and spoke in that same quiet whisper, "I'll be watching you, Mira. I will never let you run away from me again." She suddenly disappeared with the glow of her eyes remaining for a split second.
Lula wandered into the abandoned mansion with her friend, Haruhi, by her side. Little to the two girls' knowledge, there was someone inside, waiting for someone to wander in. She needs a new victim... and these two friends will be her victims. Lula's best friend, Winter, disappeared after telling Lula that she was heading to check out the abandoned mansion. Haruhi spoke, her voice quivering slightly, "A-are you sure it's a good idea to search here?" Lula responded, her voice sounding strong, "Winter told me she was coming here a week ago! She wouldn't just up and leave without telling me!" Haruhi followed, taking the lead after hearing Lula say that. "Well if we're going to search here then Im going to take the lead so you don't get hurt," Haruhi said, slightly annoyed. They wandered through the abandoned mansion for about an hour before hearing a creak of a loose floorboard. "Who's there?" Haruhi called out. A figure ran across the hallway they were walking through, sending a chill through both of the girls' spines. Haruhi approached the doorway they saw the figure run through and she saw a female, the female's raven hair put up into pigtails. The woman noticed Haruhi and a grin spread across her face as she turned towards Haruhi. Her eyes were pitch black with an exception of her irises which were blood red. Haruhi then noticed something in the bed of this abandoned bedroom. A body, with short black hair shaved on one side and a black, blood covered hoodie. The female approached Haruhi with a grin before charging towards Haruhi. Lula then saw the female stab Haruhi in the chest and terror filled Lula's mind. Lula ran past in terror and she caught a glimpse of the second body. The body of her friend Winter.
Lula sighed, trembling as she walked. She wondered how long she has been wandering for and if she lost that psychopathic murderer. She never realized how huge this place was from the outside but now that she's been running around inside it a lot, it seems kinda intimidating. She sat down inside one of the abandoned bedrooms when something caught her eye. She saw only a brief glimpse of it before it disappeared. Lula looked around the room then saw her in the corner. It was Winter but it couldn't be her. Even though it was a brief glimpse, Lula knew she saw Winter dead on the bed of that room where she saw Haruhi die. Lula then started to notice all the details about Winter. Like the fact her hoodie and undershirt was torn to reveal what seemed like hundreds of stab wounds, all of them open and still bleeding, and the fact her eyes were dull and the fact she was kinda transparent. Winter's mouth still had blood dripping from it and there was a bit of blood dripping from her eyes. Lula spoke in a near whisper so she wouldn't be heard, "W-Winter? Is that you?" The figure of Winter nodded and spoke, "Just kinda dead." Lula stared surprised but then remembered what she was doing. "I gotta get going... it's not safe to stay in one place," Lula said, a bit louder then intentional. Winter responded, keeping fairly calm, "I'll come with you." Lula pretty soon ran out of the abandoned bedroom with Winter floating shortly behind her. A couple hours later and Lula heard a noise that made her jump. It sounded like springs on a bed. She looked into the bedroom she heard the noise come from and saw a female, fast asleep. This woman didn't seem to be the psychopathic murderer. Lula stared at her, taking in every detail. She noticed the woman was sleeping with a fairly old bunny and the fact she was sleeping with a big, poofy black dress, almost like a princess dress. The woman woke up, revealing mostly pitch black eyes with purple irises. "Hello there... I'm Sakura. And you are?" she said calmly "I'm Lula," Lula responded, trying to keep as calm as Sakura seemed to be. Sakura's eyes then focused on Winter and then she spoke again, "I already know who you are. You're Octavia's first victim."
Storytober: Day 1 Phobia: Catoptrophobia aka the fear of mirrors
Im afraid of mirrors. I never know if something is staring back at me or if I'll see something walk through a mirror in the night. But tonight I tried to face my fear. I honestly didn't have a choice on facing my fear because my friends forced me to face it. They literally shoved me into Willow's bathroom that has a massive mirror and gave me nothing but a candle and shut off the light. I heard them lock the door too so there's that. I trembled as I stared into the mirror. All I saw at first was just myself but then I spotted a shadow right next to me. I know it wasn't my shadow because the light and my shadow was flickering behind me. The shadow then walked in front of me and blocked out my reflection. My eyes widened as the figure stared at me and began to crawl through the mirror. I wanted to scream but something didn't let me. The figure suddenly grabbed for me and I ran for the light switch. I turned on the light and the figure was gone. I pounded on the door and my friends let me out. I'm safe at my home but I can't help but feel watched in my mirror. I've been sleeping with the light on since that incident.
Storytober: Day 2 Phobia: Claustrophobia aka the fear of tight spaces
Im never forgiving my friends after that trip. They knew I hated tight spaces yet they made me lead the pack through a tight tunnel. And to make matters worse they turned around without me knowing and pretty much left me trapped! When I was trapped in that tunnel, it felt suffocating. It felt like someone was watching me from above, enjoying my agony. I was anxious to say the least but when I looked up I thought I saw a figure with blood red eyes staring down at me. Even though that could've been fabricated by my mind, it still made me even more anxious. I decided to finally try and go back and managed to escape. But I keep spotting that figure with red eyes, even now I can see it staring at me through the door. This new smaller room Im in doesn't help either. It won't stop following me that when I told my family they threw me in here. Im so scared... someone please help.
Storytober: Day 3 Phobia: Trypophobia aka fear of clusters of holes
I jolted awake in the middle of the night in a cold sweat. That nightmare had been, and still is, haunting me. A woman standing in front of me. Her arms, legs and even face had these clusters of holes that made me uneasy, disgusted, and itchy. Every time I saw her, she looked as though she wanted to say something but something was stopping her. Every time I woke up from these nightmares, I wouldn't stop itching myself. I've practically scratched holes into my arms, legs and even my face. They aren't holes like that woman had on her but the ones on me gave me the same feeling. I covered all the mirrors in my house so I didn't have to see them but I see my arms and legs every time I look down. Im practically a recluse because of this. I never leave the house because I don't want people to judge me. The itching sensation though has gotten worse. I've been feeling it on my chest and stomach and everywhere. Im tempted to admit myself into an insane asylum if this keeps up... maybe I should.
Storytober: Day 4 Phobia: Arachnophobia aka fear of spiders Based of Japanese yo-kai with my own twists
It's been months since I killed that thing with a shotgun and everything now feels different. I've been in constant agony since then but it's worse now. Everything hurts so much worse then when it started. When it started it was a few twinges of constant pain in my arms and head. Now my head feels like it's splitting in two. My arms and legs can barely move without feeling absolutely agonizing. I don't know why but it feels like something is going to sprout from my sides and my insides don't feel normal. Im so hurt and so confused. Someone please stop this pain....
Storytober: Day 5 Phobia: Koumpounophobia aka the fear of buttons
Why did I go through that portal thingie? If I knew the people were going to have those button eyes I'd never had entered there. I can't seem to leave here now. That woman looks eerily like my mother but I know she's not my mom. My mom would never have button eyes! When I told her I wanted to leave, she said I had to get the keys in three wonders. I've only found one key so far and it feels like I've been in here for years. Im so scared. I just want to go home again. I just want to see my normal family again.
Storytober: Day 6 Phobia: Opidophobia aka fear of snakes
I woke up, surprised and worried. I saw something that looked like scales, glistening in the moonlight. I turned on the light and my worse fears were confirmed. Sure enough, a massive snake stared at me, watching my every move. The snake slithered up to my bed and started to wrap around me. I pleaded with the creature, hoping it understood me. The creature stared me in the eyes before unwrapping itself from me and leaving my room. Im practically trapped in my house because of this snake. Im afraid to upset him. He might eat me if I do that.
Storytober: Day 7 Phobia: Triskedialophobia aka the fear of the number 13
Why is it that on Friday the 13th, I got visited by a person with 13 arms and 13 eyes? Just my luck, I guess. That person keeps showing up in my nightmares though. All of her hands holding something that could kill or hurt me and all of her eyes, fixated on me. Sometimes she manages to hurt me. Those times, I wake up in agony. Sometimes she manages to kill me and causes me to wake up screaming. I hate this. Im so tired but if I sleep, she'll be there.
Storytober: Day 8 Phobia: Entomophobia aka the fear of bugs
I woke up, feeling a bunch of legs walking all over me. I trembled as I laid there, not wanting to discover what's there. I nervously moved the blanket off me and let off a blood-curdling shriek. Bugs were all over me. I hated bugs. I got up and ran around trying to get them all off me but they were relentless. They wouldn't stop crawling on me. I kept running around and kept trying to get the bugs off me and I kept screaming. Then my worse nightmare happened. I felt a bug crawl into my mouth. I, unintentionally, swallowed it and felt a massive wave of panic run through me. I can feel something crawling around in my stomach... I think it's still alive in there.
Storytober: Day 9 Phobia: Aerophobia aka the fear of flying
I sat in my seat, having a major anxiety attack. The heights and everything just makes me so uneasy. I glanced out the window trying to calm myself down and then I saw it. A figure on the wing of the plane. It was just staring at me. I started to panic, feeling my heart pound out of my chest and my breathing quicken. I heard a voice, but no one else reacted so I assumed it was all in my head. "You will not survive." The figure reached down and tore the wing of plane. The plane started to crash and everyone started panicking. I didn't blame everyone. By the time the plane crashed I was surprised I was still alive... all I had to do now was survive...
Storytober: Day 10 Phobia: Homichlophobia aka the fear of fog
So many people say my fear of my fog is irrational because Im a teenager who doesn't drive. If only they knew what I see when I look into the fog. Everytime I look into the fog I see him. A figure who has no determinable features aside from his height. I have to keep looking away when it gets foggy so he doesn't get to close to me. Im so afraid what'll happen if he manages to get super close to me. I wish he'd just go away but he won't leave me alone.
Storytober: Day 11 Phobia: Haemophobia aka the fear of blood
Blood makes me feel so uneasy. I always feel a bit faint when I see blood of anyone. The reason why is a bit difficult to explain. I had an incident where I saw blood dripping from the walls. It made me actually fainting when I saw it. I was home alone when it happened. There was a scary noise upstairs and I ran to see what it was. When I got upstairs that's when I saw it in my room. Blood was dripping from my room's walls. I let off a terrifying shriek before fainting. When I came to all the blood was gone. I don't want that to happen again.
Storytober: Day 12 Phobia: Automatonophobia aka the fear of mannequins
I hate mannequins so much. Ever since the incident those mannequins scare me. I never know if any are going to move or not. Im so scared of them. I remember what happened so vividly. It was a late night and a stupid dare. There was an abandoned house and it was apparently was full of mannequins. I wandered around looking for something interesting. When I noticed one of the mannequins seemingly kept following me. I watched it and saw it suddenly move closer to me. I trembled but didn't scream. I ran and looked behind me only to see the mannequin still following me. That caused me to leave the house early. I don't care how much you pay me but Im never, not ever, going back in that house.