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Horror Stories - Short

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Short Stories

Endless Loop

by Unknown

One night, a man had a nightmare. It was the most frightening thing he had ever experienced. In the dream, he found himself walking in a desert. Somehow, he had no idea how he had gotten there, but he knew he was lost and alone .....

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The Mystery of Whispering Pines

by Unknown

12-year-old Maya and her family move to a quaint town nestled amidst dense evergreens. Their new home, a charming Victorian, seems perfect, except for the unsettling whispers that echo through the woods at night .....

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Anya and the Ghost of Castle Moros

by Unknown

In the heart of a forgotten Hungarian village, nestled beneath the shadow of an ancient, crumbling castle, lived Anya, a spirited girl with eyes as blue as the Danube and a mind brimming with curiosity .....

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Echoes of Dust Devil

by Unknown

The rusted swing set creaked in the desert wind, its chains moaning like lost souls. Ten-year-old Lily, visiting her grandmother in the desolate Arizona town of Dust Devil, felt the unease prickle her skin .....

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The Cask of Amontillado

by Edgar Allan Poe

The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could ; but when he ventured upon insult, I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that I gave utterance to a threat .....

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A Haunted House

by Virginia Woolf

Whatever hour you woke there was a door shutting. From room to room they went, hand in hand, lifting here, opening there, making sure--a ghostly couple. "Here we left it," she said. And he added ......

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The Pit and the Pendulum

by Edgar Allan Poe

I was sick, sick unto death, with that long agony, and when they at length unbound me, and I was permitted to sit, I felt that my senses were leaving me. The sentence, the dread sentence of death, was the last of distinct accentuation which reached my ears .....

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Their Dear Little Ghost

by Elia Wilkinson Peattie

THE first time one looked at Elsbeth, one was not prepossessed. She was thin and brown, her nose turned slightly upward, her toes went in just a perceptible degree, and her hair was perfectly straight .....

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The Night Wire

by H. F. Arnold

"New York, September 30 CP FLASH - "Ambassador Holliwell died here today. The end came suddenly as the ambassador was alone in his study...." There is something ungodly about these night wire jobs .....

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The Striding-Place

by Gertrude Atherton

Weigall, continental and detached, tired early of grouse shooting. To stand propped against a sod fence while his host's workmen routed up the birds with long poles and drove them towards the waiting guns .....

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The Room in the Tower

by E. F. Benson

It is probable that everybody who is at all a constant dreamer has had at least one experience of an event or a sequence of circumstances which have come to his mind in sleep being subsequently realized in the .....

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A Baby Tramp

by Ambrose Bierce

IF YOU had seen little Jo standing at the street corner in the rain, you would hardly have admired him. It was apparently an ordinary autumn rainstorm .....

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An Egyptian Hornet

by Algernon Blackwood

The word has an angry, malignant sound that brings the idea of attack vividly into the mind. There is a vicious sting about it somewhere .....

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A School Story

by M. R. James

Two men in a smoking-room were talking of their private-school days. "At our school," said A., "we had a ghost's footmark on the staircase. " .....

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The Alchemist

by H.P. Lovecraft

High up, crowning the grassy summit of a swelling mount whose sides are wooded near the base with the gnarled trees of the primeval forest stands the old chateau of my ancestors .....

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When I Was Dead

by Vincent O'Sullivan

That was the worst of Ravenel Hall. The passages were long and gloomy, the rooms were musty and dull, even the pictures were sombre and their subjects dire .....

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The Angel of the Odd

by Edgar Allan Poe

IT WAS a chilly November afternoon. I had just consummated an unusually hearty dinner, of which the dyspeptic truffe formed not the least important item .....

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