Author: Darkness Prevails

The Haunted Hotel

By Jane650

I was six or seven at the time this happened, I was very naive and didn’t listen to the things the grown ups were talking about. I was with my cousin, my aunt and my mother.

All ladies went in one car, while the men went in another. My aunt and my mom were talking about how the hotel we were heading to was “haunted.” I didn’t even care, and listened to my thirteen year old cousin rant on about some random topic. We were going to the Emily Morgan hotel in San Antonio, I was exited because I had never been to a hotel before, and I thought it would be fun. When we got there, I felt fine.

The Beast with Green Eyes

By Qp

I’m not usually one to believe in the paranormal or anything like it. That was until the night we saw it. I and my friend were having a sleepover and we stayed up all night watching TV and looking at funny pictures.

At around 3:00 I switched the TV to Netflix. My friend, who was lying down on the couch next to the window, looked out into the dark sky. Suddenly he freaked out, “Dude I saw something outside! I swear!” I got up and looked.

The Yellow Bus

By Dj Diipz

So, we’re driving from Tijuana to Sonora, late at night. I fall asleep, and wake up hearing my mom say, ‘Is that real? How can they drive that way?’ and my dad just replying ‘I don’t know, why would he be driving like this at this hour?’

I opened my eyes a little bit and saw a very creepy school bus in driving in front of us at the middle of the desert with all the windows broken and pieces of plastic all around.

A Missing Reflection

By Jay

I grew up in a small town in the Piedmont region of Virginia. Rolling country hills, one Highschool, everyone was your neighbor, that sort of thing. It was me, my mother, my father, and my brother. And just for the purpose of the story, my brother is 6 years older than me. Well, my town was pretty small, as I said before. So small, that my family, my grandmother and her husband, and my great grandmother and her husband all lived in 3 separate houses, about 1 mile apart from each other. Once my great grandfather died in 1989, my grandma moved in with her mother to help take care of her , as she was getting old in years herself. This didn’t bother my grandma, beings her and her husbands house was only 500ft down the gravel road.

I don’t remember too much about my great granny, I just remember that she was always very grumpy, and she would always yell at my brother and I when we would go over to her house to play. My brother and I would do this because our house was very small, and our great granny’s house was a big, open cape cod-style house, with plenty of room to run around and spread out our toys.

Windows aren’t Safe in Power Outages

By Jack W.

This mess all started with my parents leaving my sister and I home alone. I agreed to watch her. It was a simple task. She was only 5 years younger than me, so I knew exactly how to keep her occupied while our parents were gone. We were watching TV when, the power went out… Typical. I didn’t know what to do then, but it was my duty to watch the little bugger.

The power was out for quite awhile, and it was burning the hell up. We opened a couple of windows and we slowly started to notice what was wrong. There was no rain or thunder.

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