Horror Stories

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Horror stories have long been tales with an essential touch of fear that
all of us who are horror fans really like to read. A concept that confuses
some people is that short horror stories are also known as
creepypastas, you've probably heard of them.

These creepypastas from the late 90s became a very popular

phenomenon on the Internet. These short narratives usually do not
have a defined author, so they become anonymous and have a
fantastical touch that can even seem a bit like urban legends. As we can
see, it is quite complex to find the authors of these stories.

This section of short horror stories is also designed to present you

creepypastas, horror stories and other interesting tales so that you
can enjoy them in their entirety with your friends or family.

Index
 1 Do you dare to read our list of 18 horror stories?
o 1.1 Dangerous games
o 1.2 The cat
o 1.3 In the storm
o 1.4 A disastrous excursion
o 1.5 The Storyteller
o 1.6 The Dark Place
o 1.7 The oak in the garden
o 1.8 Evelyn
o 1.9 The woman of the night
o 1.10 The Sorcerer's Ring
o 1.11 The forest hotel
o 1.12 Luis's new room
o 1.13 The paintings of the cabin
o 1.14 Noises… in the kitchen
o 1.15 In the midst of darkness
o 1.16 First visit to the cemetery
o 1.17 Quicksand
o 1.18 The diamond mine
 2 List of the 17 best short horror stories
o 2.1 Camping
o 2.2 The Hound of Hell
o 2.3 The substitute nanny
o 2.4 Straight to hell
o 2.5 The Circus of Freaks
o 2.6 Forever my love
o 2.7 At the bottom of the tunnel
o 2.8 Going out in the dark
o 2.9 Is anybody there?
o 2.10 The house of mirrors
o 2.11 The girl and the doll
o 2.12 Foreign body
o 2.13 Three steps in the dark
o 2.14 The Red Bracelet
o 2.15 The Devil's Mark
o 2.16 I will never forgive
o 2.17 The girl on the sidewalk

Do you dare to read our list of 18 horror

stories?
If you are one of those who believe that they can tolerate a high degree
of terror, we challenge you to read our long list of horror stories
and see how far you get. You can leave in the comments which horror
story you got to...

Dangerous games

It was the custom of the five boys to meet at different points in the city to carry out
spiritualist practices, just to call it that, since they knew very little about the
subject, they were simple fans of the paranormal, without any solid knowledge of
what they were doing.

They had repeatedly tried to contact beings from beyond, through methods
mentioned on the Internet or in commercial books of dubious origin; but as
expected, they had not obtained results; it only served to pass the time.

On one occasion, they met in a lonely property on the outskirts of the city, about
which horrors were told and entry was prohibited. When they arrived, they saw
nothing impressive on the site, it was a tiny, dilapidated cabin, which did not even
have space for windows, was missing half its roof and showed signs of fire
damage.

Their first impression left them so disappointed that they decided to leave for a
more sinister place, but they were already there, it would not be a wasted trip. They
took out their artifacts, a homemade Ouija board, a couple of black candles, animal
blood, etc.

But none of this was necessary, the place itself was enough, as soon as the five of
them were inside the small cabin, it was completely illuminated, due to a cloud of
fire that rested on the roof, which was nothing more than the burning hand of
Satan, who was invoked by true practitioners of the occult in times past.

The promise to him was that souls would willingly come to his domain, where he
could easily burn their bodies with his hellish flames, and steal their essence,
feeding on their fear, to take the rest to hell, where they would experience eternal
suffering.

Finally, the boys found what they were looking for, they contacted the supernatural,
they felt it, they were part of it, and they ended up in its domain, only they forgot
the main thing in dealing with the Devil, and that is that he is not made to serve
anyone, much less to be included in their games, they were only looking to have a
fun time, and they ended up being one more of the laments that are heard from
hell.

The cat

It was a cold night, when a cat was meowing near Luis's window; the boy got up
quickly and quietly, he didn't want his parents to hear him because he planned to
put the poor animal in his room, and so he did, then he managed to keep it a secret
for several days.

He soon gained confidence, and moved around the house calmly when no one
was there; a couple of days later, he started to play tricks on Luis's father, hiding
in corners, scratching at doors when he was alone, and one day he simply
scratched all his clothes.

The man then exploded upon discovering the animal, he wanted to kill it and went
after it, Luis begged for the poor cat's life, but all he earned was being locked up,
when the man was about to hit him with a stick, the feline's eyes lit up, he took
human form and asked a question: - Is killing me once not enough for you? —
… Luis's father's body shook so much that he could not even continue holding the
stick, he had recognized the voice perfectly, it belonged to his drinking buddy,
whom he had dealt a fatal blow during a fight.
As soon as the figure emerged from the shadows, he could see it. It was the same
person, but in the form of a spectre. Through who knows what shady dealings, he
had managed to return to this world to obtain his revenge. But he didn't want to
harm him, not physically. He just wanted to let him know that he was nearby, that
he watched his every move, that he lived in his house, and that he had become his
son's best friend.

I would torture him day after day, steal his sleep at night, until he simply couldn't
take it anymore...

Some people say that after death you can take the body of an animal to return to
this world, that is why it worries me that sometimes my cat looks at me in a strange
way and behaves in a way that seems so human… maybe it is not my cat
anymore, and it is something more…

How sure are you that yours is still the same?

In the storm

That was Uncle Gerardo, every time we got together at the family ranch,
he would start talking about all the anecdotes he had and that he shared
with all of us nephews and nieces, but that day he didn't tell us about his
adventures, but rather a horror story about the storm a few years ago,
and of which all we knew was that many people had disappeared.

The horror story of the storm began in the state of Tabasco, and
according to the uncle, bodies began to emerge from the cemeteries
due to the flooding of these storms, something that bothered the
deceased, hence the anecdote.

The town of Tapijulapa, Tabasco, is located just a few kilometers from

the capital. There were always rumors that in the main cemetery, the
dead came out of their graves, but with the storm everything changed.
Now they could be seen wandering the roads, which frightened the
town's community. They were no longer stories or myths; people saw
them wandering the roads, as if they were wandering in search of
something.

After the storms, and all the bodies that the waters carried away, people
who worked in the fields began to disappear, as if they were swallowed
by the earth, without any explanation, they disappeared never to be
seen again.

Many people gathered with the parish priest of the village church to pray
for the eternal rest of the missing and the dead who began to
appear in the region, which calmed everything down.

It is not known for certain whether the disappearance of the people is

related to what people saw of the dead in the cemetery, but none of
them were ever seen again, leaving everything as a horror story or
another urban myth.

A disastrous excursion

Fidel was a young man of about 20 years of age who loved going on vacation with
his "backpack on his shoulder," that is, he never made reservations in hotels or
inns, because he preferred to use his tent and sleep sheltered by a blanket of
stars.

After walking a few kilometers along a winding path, he came across a place that
could very well be part of paradise. It was a place full of vegetation. Suddenly, he
began to hear the murmur of water and realized that near him there was a peaceful
river of crystal-clear waters.

When evening fell, he set up his sleeping tent as usual and lit a large fire to keep
the beasts away from the area. Despite this, during the night he managed to hear a
series of noises that somehow awakened a feeling of terror in his mind.

In the morning he got up and went to the river to take a good bath. He left his
belongings on the shore and literally dove into the water like a fish. Not even two
seconds passed when he was paralyzed when he noticed that a large viper was
approaching at full speed.

There are those who say that this type of reptile is known in Spanish-speaking
countries as "freshwater snakes", however, one of the most frightening aspects of
this species is that its fangs could be full of poison.
Fidel screamed in panic, waiting for another tourist to come and help him. A nature
photographer quickly came to his aid, but he was not fast enough, as upon his
arrival he found that the man's voice had been caressed by the claws of death.

Then, the only thing he could think of to bear witness to what had happened was to
portray this mythical creature. The photo was published on various Internet portals
and some of them even added a red circle to it, in order to warn new travelers.

The Storyteller

He was alone in the room, sitting in a corner, full of worry, because out
of nowhere one day, he woke up without any inspiration, his soul felt
empty, his heart lethargic, everything that had previously excited him to
write, invent, feel, became indifferent.

He thought that he still had many commitments, hundreds of stories

to deliver and nothing that gave him a reason to write, after trying many
times, with the floor full of sheets full of letters but with no meaning.

Immersed in his great sorrow, he heard a voice that softly told him,
"Don't worry, I'm here." He turned around, looking for the source, but
couldn't see anything. He thought he was going crazy, but since he still
had a great depression on his shoulders, he lowered his head again. He
then felt a chill down his spine when a hand touched the back of his
neck. He stood up in a second, expecting the cause of such fright to be
revealed to him. But again, nothing!

He felt his sorrow grow until tears streamed down his face, and then he
fell onto the bed. At one point his body was so heavy that he couldn't
even turn around. He stared at the ceiling as a light black smoke began
to form a figure above him. Right before his eyes, a black tunic formed
from between which a cadaverous face could barely be made out.
Hugging his body tightly, the apparition said to him: "I am death and I
am with you." The storyteller burst into deep tears. Some might think
that his time had come, but he, on the contrary, felt peace and a new joy
that transformed his tears into laughter. Then, again, death said to him:
"Your inspiration at my service, write about my deeds so that
people remember that I still exist." The storyteller accepted without
hesitation, because at that very moment he had already created a story
for that singular event.

Embraced by death, turned to dust in the middle of a whirlwind, they

traveled all night to every corner of the earth, where death reaped its
harvest. He took each soul in a different way, making the storyteller's
mind fly, creating thousands of stories.

The Dark Place

In the state of San Luis Potosi, near Real de Catorce, in a town of no

more than a thousand inhabitants, rumors had begun to be heard that
they should not approach the silver mine, from which the entire town
benefited, since they had found a passage to hell, they called it "The
dark place."

The mine had stopped being a business for the multinational that
exploited it some years ago, and the miners who remained continued on
their own, with the permission of the mining company, but since the
tunnel appeared in which moans could be heard in the distance, many
families had left the region.

It was said that it was hell itself, what was heard in the place, The dark
place, which looked like a tunnel that at some point a layer of
lava had created, seemed to be the work of the hand of man, then the
fears of the people were valid, but not everyone believed in what people
said, such was the case of two friends, who always lived in alcohol and
who became emboldened, and in need of money, they wanted to go to
said mine.

Arriving at the place, it seemed that the mine had been abandoned, all
the tools were left on the floor, it seemed that people had run away and
had not even taken the work tools, Luis said to Julian: look buddy, they
even left us the tools.

Upon entering the mine and going deeper they came to the place that
everyone was talking about, the dark place, and no one had dared to
enter there, upon learning of it, they thought that perhaps some silver
vein was still visible, so the friends entered the place, they were no more
than 20 meters inside the place, when the moans began to be heard,
terrified they wanted to get out of there, but in his same drunkenness,
Luis slipped, and holding on to Julian's pants they both fell into the void.

When they got up, all bruised, they realized that everything was dark,
but that it was a miracle that they were still alive. When they turned on
the lamp they had on their heads, the sky fell on them. They were at the
gates of hell. They wanted to go back, but because of the steepness of
the tunnel, they knew it was impossible.

From that moment on, nothing was ever heard of the two compadres
again, so the horror story: the dark place, became more relevant than
before.

The oak in the garden

When Alexander came into the world, the oak tree was already in the garden. No
one was surprised that the boy was afraid of it, because it was bigger than him and
its branches looked like arms reaching out to reach something. They thought that
when he grew up he would forget his fear, but that was not the case. The child
refused to go out into the garden, saying that the tree wanted to catch him, trying to
get in through the window, he even covered it completely with a piece of furniture,
and sometimes they found him asleep in the bathroom tub.

No one could believe his story, so he just pretended everything was okay. Since
the boy did not complain any more, everyone forgot about the matter, until the little
boy disappeared. The window was broken, there were some oak leaves on the
ground, and there were drag marks all over the yard, which also reached the tree.
Still, no one wanted to mention the obvious connection.

They declared the boy missing and initiated the police protocol to search for him,
but this did not yield any positive results.

As the days went by, only the mother recognized that her son was not lying, the
evidence spoke for itself; she had even spent so much time looking suspiciously at
the oak tree, that she saw the branches change position more than once.

So she took an axe and went to hit the trunk hard. Blood flowed from her wound,
the branches spread out in fear and the woman hit harder, but she could do little to
bring down the great oak.
She fell to her knees on the ground, full of disappointment, but then she saw
another opportunity in front of her. She moved the earth with great force, to
discover the roots of the tree and salt them, but she never imagined coming across
such a scene. Her son's body lay there, among the roots, almost dry, as they fed
the oak with the boy's blood.

This had been happening for many years, because 14 more bodies were found,
exactly the same number of branches that the tree had.

Evelyn

Dad has left home, I heard him telling mom that he couldn't handle so much
responsibility and now she has a new boyfriend, I don't like him, he does a lot of
things that aren't right, but mom doesn't want to believe me that he's bad, she's in
love.

He broke all my dolls and my brother's toys, said it was us and then we got
punished. We picked them up from the trash to put them back together, but they
didn't turn out very well. My doll Evelyn is very upset. She doesn't like having
wooden legs and a face full of threads, but if I take them off her face doesn't stay
together. She says she can't see very well with those buttons I put on her instead
of eyes. To me, she's still beautiful, but I don't see her very happy. She's said
she'll get revenge. I know revenge isn't good, but I don't think dolls know that.

For several nights she has been sneaking out when she thinks I'm asleep, but I
feel her slowly take my hands and take them off of her, then she puts the pillow
over me so I don't notice she's gone.

In the early morning she cuddles up to me again and in the mornings I only get
scolded for mischief I didn't do. Everything is clear, she broke mom's boyfriend's
clothes, also his guitar.

I hope that is all his revenge, because everything he does to me is going badly. I
don't know what to do anymore. The best thing would be for me to leave home. If
we live somewhere else, Evelyn will be happy, she will smile again and we will be
happy again. That's a good idea! I'll go get her. Hopefully he hasn't started
breaking things yet.

Gosh, I'm late, Evelyn cut up Mom's boyfriend with a knife, there's blood
everywhere, his pieces are scattered on the floor. My poor mom is very sad, I think
she doesn't like to see what happened, I'd better gouge her eyes out with the
knife...

The woman of the night

As part of the social service inherent in his new profession as a doctor, Demetrio
was sent to a remote community high in the mountains. He was very excited to
be able to help people, but when he arrived he was met with mostly distrust. They
saw him as so young that he seemed inexperienced.

Only a few people saw him in a good light, and they welcomed him in the best
possible way, since they had been without a doctor in the town for months. So they
put him in a nice room in one of their houses and the rest of them were responsible
for giving him food or anything else he needed.

Whether they wanted to or not, everyone had to accept him in the end, because
they had no one else to turn to, and he was seen coming and going on foot late at
night, to attend to someone who was sick in his own home. There was always
someone to accompany him, although the town was small no one wanted him to
get lost.

One morning, he heard dogs barking, and went to see what it was about. He made
out a female figure walking away, and found a trail of blood on the ground. He
begged her to stop, identifying himself as a doctor and offering to help her, but the
woman seemed lost, just walking forward with her head down.

The stiff and slow movements with which she moved made the young man think
that she was very badly injured, so he ran to catch up with her.
It wasn't that easy to get to her, she actually moved faster than she looked. But as
he got closer, his torn clothes and disheveled hair made the boy more nervous,
thinking that something very bad had happened to him. He touched her back; at
that moment she turned around, showing her cadaverous body, emitting a pitiful
cry of pain in the young man's face that forced him to run away.

Thus the town lost another of its doctors, all for keeping secret the apparitions of
the woman of the night, to which they are very accustomed, but not so the city
dwellers, who long ago forgot that things like these exist.

The Sorcerer's Ring

No one could understand the decision of that man, who, having obtained the
apparently perfect life, left everything to take refuge in a remote cabin up there in
the mountains. He took his young wife and three children with him, cutting off all
contact with the rest of humanity.

Years passed in complete solitude, just the five of them; until old age and illness
caught up with him, and on his deathbed, he struggled to have enough time to tell
his children the terrible secret that had led him to success, the same one that had
become the reason for his isolation.

He then told them that he possessed the sorcerer's ring, a powerful object capable
of giving him everything he desired, in exchange for the soul of a good man. He
confessed to them how many people he had sacrificed for his own ends, since he
did not even know them; the ring itself was looking for them, but he was very sorry
for it.

That's why he stayed away from everything, so that he didn't long for anything
other than his simple existence, and the rest of the people were safe. He did not
get rid of the ring, because he did not want someone else to take it and make
innocent people suffer, so he had become its guardian. He hoped his children
would follow in his footsteps, but they had other things in mind.

As soon as they knew where he was, they wanted to test his effectiveness; they
fought over him, they wounded each other, until only one remained alive and put
the ring on his finger. But at that moment a terrible burning sensation ran through
his entire body, burning him from within, enormous flames came out of every pore,
causing terrible pain, but keeping his skin intact. He writhed and screamed, feeling
as if something was invading his body, and in a few moments, he too was dead
on the ground.

The ring was not meant to be used, it was enough to turn to it to make wishes, only
a good soul was required to make it work, but a twisted soul was enough to bring
the sorcerer back to life.

He did it in the body of the ambitious boy, and came down from the mountain to
see the new world, and spread his reign of terror once again.

The forest hotel

The Rodriguez family was feeling a little nervous because the opening of
their dream hotel had been marred by the arrival of a storm and possibly
some people who were on their way were lost in the woods in the
middle of the tempest. As if that were not enough, the constant lightning
strikes were affecting the electricity, leaving them in complete darkness,
illuminated only by the light of the lightning.

Candles were distributed among the guests and workers, and with not much to do,
most decided to go to sleep. It was then that one of the guests, amidst the murmur
of the wind, the ticking of the raindrops and the rumble of thunder, heard the
crying of a child in his room. Without finding out anything, the man went to report
it to reception, where despite knowing that there was no baby in the hotel at that
time. They sent two employees into the room, hoping to catch a cat or a raccoon
that had gotten in and might scare other guests.

The two young men returned from the room with pale faces. One of them could not
say a word, but the other said that he had seen a small child, a few days old, but
what was impressive about him was that he had large claws and sharp fangs,
and a pair of well-defined horns on his head.

According to what he said, he was laughing and even if they had wanted to catch
him, they wouldn't have been able to do so because he was too fast and slippery.

Although they had a hard time believing what the two boys were saying, all the
hotel employees went to the aforementioned room, but the possessed child was
no longer there. But they soon knew where he was because a series of screams
filled the hotel.

When the lights came back on, many of the people who were there found
themselves with bites and scratches on their bodies, and the hotel closed before
it had opened.

And without knowing where that creature came from, he now had an entire hotel to
himself, waiting for lost travelers to arrive there.

Luis's new room

Luis had earned his own room after several years of sharing the space with his
younger siblings. When he saw it, he was fascinated. It had a modern design, with
metal furniture, and it even had a wall full of lockers like at school.

That night while he was sleeping peacefully, he was awakened by a creaking

sound, followed by others. When he turned on the lights, he noticed that the doors
of all the lockers were open. As he approached he saw that the locks were
damaged, and he assumed that was why he couldn't close them, so he went back
to sleep. In the morning he got up quickly, as he was late for school, but he had to
stop running because he noticed that all the doors were closed.
During class he couldn't stop thinking about what had happened, but he assumed it
had all been a dream, having fallen asleep thinking about his new room. But that
night the same thing happened as the previous one, and at the same time.

Only this time, he managed to see a little more in the darkness, a parade of
shadows passed in front of him, heading to the lockers and opening them, causing
those creaking sounds.

The boy was speechless, about to faint from the shock, but fortunately his father
heard the commotion and came in to ask Luis to keep quiet. His eyes nearly
popped out of his head as he watched shadow after shadow fill the room.

His reaction was immediate, he took his son out of the room, while he asked for
forgiveness. Apparently all the furniture had been rescued from an old hospital,
which had stopped working since the day it burned down and most of the
employees and patients died.

Apparently, many of them did not realize that they had passed away, and remained
tied to their routine, opening the lockers at the shift change, and placing a patient
in the boy's bed, luckily, he arrived after they had left the room...

The paintings of the cabin

A college student headed into the woods in search of some specimens

for his final project. His assignment was simple: find plants and insects
and then catalog them. It was a passion for him, so time flew by, when
he realized the night had caught him, the darkness surrounded him in
an instant, and although he thought he knew the way very well, it was
not so.

He walked for a moment but felt lost, he didn't know where to go in the
tremendous darkness. He watched his steps so as not to stumble, the
only thing he could make out was the bright light of the moon and the
stars. Thinking about the situation for a bit, he knew that he shouldn't
move blindly any longer, because he could get lost. Fortunately, he
could see a small cabin in the middle of the forest; he thought it would
be a good idea to go inside and ask for shelter that night until dawn.

When he arrived at the cabin, he knocked on the door a few times, while
saying loudly: – Good night –, but no one answered, the cold was
beginning to creep into his clothes, so when he saw that no one was
there at the moment, he entered uninvited.

Once inside he was surprised by the size of the cabin, as from the
outside it didn't seem that big, a long hallway full of doors extended for
a long stretch, in the darkness as he moved forward he could notice that
on the walls there were strange paintings of people with a sinister
appearance, who followed him with their gaze, full of chills, he
quickened his pace to leave that dark hallway.

He found a room near the end and spent the whole night there until
dawn. With the first rays of the sun, his fears had gone, and he returned
to the hallway to leave the cabin, only to feel his blood run cold, all that
fear returning, which left him paralyzed. The walls were empty, there
was not a single picture, there were only numerous windows that
surrounded that long hallway.

Noises… in the kitchen

We were having dinner together as a family when a series of noises

began to be heard throughout the house. It sounded like doors were
being slammed and glasses were being smashed against the floor. My
husband asked us to stay where we were while he got up to check. He
had walked only a little way when a shadow crossed behind him at
full speed. My children and I screamed and ran out of the house.

My husband came after us and we told him what had happened. He said
that he hadn't found anything out of place and that we should go into
the house to finish dinner, but of course, we refused. Still, we had to do
it, because it was freezing outside, but my children did not want to sleep
in their rooms. They put blankets around our bed, and they wouldn't
close their eyes.
Only a few minutes had passed when the sounds in the kitchen were
heard again, this time more intensely, I don't know if it was because of
the silence of the night or because the phenomenon was occurring in a
more violent manner. My husband came downstairs with a bat in his
hands. There were a few minutes of silence and he ran up, without the
bat, his face discolored, and very scared, he could barely articulate
words… he said that his brother was in the kitchen, but it wasn't real, he
was translucent and had a large open wound on his head…

We didn't know what to do, we were very confused, and we were even
more confused when we received a call saying that my brother-in-law
had died after falling from the roof...

We immediately thought that the ghost of his brother had appeared

because he blamed my husband for his death, since they had agreed to
repair the roof together... maybe if my husband had been there... his
brother would not have died... and we would not have to see him
haunting our house, trying to take revenge.

In the middle of the darkness

It was a quiet night when the young couple went to sleep, but late in the
morning a strong wind caused a racket, the windows vibrated, and the
walls were buffeted by anything that was nearby. After going out to
check and put everything in a place where it would cause the least noise
possible, they tried to sleep again, but it was difficult. When they were
barely able to close their eyes, a loud noise would fray their nerves.
Minutes passed like this, with their eyes open, hoping that the next loud
noise would not catch them off guard.

Suddenly the sound of breaking glass scared them more than they
expected. They got up in a hurry to check, but the lights wouldn't come
on. They weren't used to having a lamp at hand, so they had to walk in
the dark to the kitchen. They stumbled with every step, even though it
was a path they walked every day.

When the man arrived, he took the lighter and lit it. For a fleeting
second, in front of his face, as if he were a reflection in a mirror, a face
with an open mouth and empty black eyes stared at him, slowly
approaching as if it wanted to merge with him. It seemed like an eternal
moment, during which he dropped the lighter and squeezed his wife's
hand tightly.

He was sure of what he saw, but he couldn't say anything so that his
wife wouldn't get scared. He had to do something... but what? "It" was
there, watching, but he couldn't just sit still and wait either. When his
head was about to explode from thinking so much, the electricity came
back on, the light from the kitchen appliances gave enough illumination
to calm him down, because they were completely alone.

But after that there was no peace. What was it? Why was it there? And
the scariest thing of all… Will it come back? Or already? Is it in
someone else's house?

First visit to the cemetery

It was the first time that Omar went to the cemetery to visit the
grave of his older brother, who died when he was still very young. His
parents had told him about it, but he had never accompanied them
before. But, they decided that Omar was already old enough to join the
family tradition.

The boy looked carefully at everything around him, large stone statues
in the shape of angels, crosses of all sizes and with all kinds of scribbles,
and of course many graves.

His relatives, who already knew the way well, moved quickly between
the tombstones, leaving him a little behind. As he hurried to keep up, he
passed between two graves, stepping on a rocking horse.
Since his parents used to bring toys to their deceased son on his
birthdays, probably a lot more people did, so he picked it up to put it in
its place.

I look at the inscription on the two graves, and in both there was a child
buried, which made it a little difficult for him to return the toy to its
owner. So he left it to chance, and tossing a coin, he decided to leave it
in the grave to his left.

He started to run out to catch up with his family, but his foot got caught
on something, and while he was crouching down trying to free it,
someone touched his right shoulder and a soft voice whispered in his
ear: -That toy was mine...-, although the boy turned around as quickly as
he could, his eyes only perceived a slight translucent shape sliding
under the tombstone to his right.

Although his feet were ready to run away and he wanted to do so with
all his might, he had no choice but to take the little horse and return it to
its owner, and after that, never set foot in a cemetery again.

The quicksand

In the afternoons, after doing his homework, Dagoberto went out to the
street to play a good game of football with his friends. His neighborhood
was not paved, which meant he always ended up covered in dirt.

The day the horror story I'm about to tell you happened, it started to rain
earlier than expected. Nobody noticed it, the clouds remained white and
you could even see the sun shining through them.

Sooner than a rooster crows, the surface where they were playing turned
into a real quagmire. So much so that it was impossible to continue
playing. Several of Dagoberto's friends said goodbye to him and ran
back to their homes to take shelter from the torrential downpour that
was falling.

However, he could not do the same so quickly, because due to the

commotion that had been formed the game ball was lost. Dagoberto had
a special affection for that ball because his late father had given it to
him and under no circumstances was he going to allow any downpour to
take it away from him.

He had almost given up when he noticed that the ball remained stuck in
the mud. He grabbed it tightly but couldn't get it out, as if someone was
holding him back.

At that moment the boy felt like one of his legs was being held by a
man's hand. At first he was terrified, but then he calmed down when he
noticed that on his ring finger he was wearing a ring just like his father's.
However, within seconds the hand turned into a claw and pulled the boy
deep into the earth.

The child's screams were silenced by the presence of thousands of

thunderclaps that were heard at that moment. After the incident, only
one football boot could be found.

To date, in that area of the city, no child goes out unless accompanied
by an adult.

The diamond mine

Mining is one of the oldest activities that man has developed for
centuries, since the extraction of precious stones has always interested
thousands of people.

Today I'm going to tell you a horror story that happened in a small
town not long ago. It turned out that there was a large diamond mine in
that place, but no one dared to get even close to it. The reason was
because they claimed that a witch lived inside.

Nelson believed that all this was nonsense and one day he decided to
carry out an inspection himself, in order to prove to the others that they
were completely wrong.
Just by taking the first step inside the deposit, he could see that the
cavern was completely covered with diamonds, some of which were
even lying on the floor, literally waiting for someone to come by and pick
them up.

That was precisely what he did, he stopped to collect a few stones when
suddenly he heard a series of eerie laughs. Without knowing why he did
it, that laughter forced him to go deeper and deeper into the mine.

Seeing that he was taking longer than agreed, his friends began to call
out to him, but without getting any response. Meanwhile, the young man
continued walking as if he were a zombie, or rather, a soulless entity. In
a sigh the witch appeared before him and said:

– Why did you come in to steal my things?

– I have not taken anything that is not mine. The young man replied
without flinching.

– Of course you do, you have several of my diamonds in that backpack.

Now you will pay for your audacity.

And saying this, the witch raised one of her bony hands, pointed at the
boy and cast a spell.

Nelson's skin and flesh were slowly eaten away, but not before leaving
behind a series of screams that came from the man's mouth. His bones
were then turned into diamonds.

List of the 17 best short horror stories

For those who were looking for short horror stories, I leave you this
great list with the 17 best stories that we compiled.

Camping

This short horror story was sent to us by our friend Newborn and it starts like
this… Those five kids had been planning their camping trip for months, so they
were very disappointed when it couldn’t take place due to a heavy snowfall that
prevented them from getting up the mountain. They were so excited to go that they
refused to unload their equipment from the car.

Seeing this attitude, one of the parents suggested using an alternative site, an
empty lot where he used to play as a child and which was still in the same
condition. When they got there, all the kids jumped out of the car and set up their
tents in the blink of an eye.

They enjoyed the day like never before, and anyone would have thought that they
would fall asleep at night, but it was not like that, they were still very excited, sitting
by the campfire, waiting for the typical horror story that one of the older ones tells
to scare the little ones.

The story that the father shared with them spoke of a boy of his generation who
had been lost under strange circumstances and about whom nothing was ever
known for certain, but it was claimed that he could have been murdered and
buried in that wasteland because some people swore they had seen him
wandering around there, coming and going a little anxiously.

For the children this was more of a comedy than anything scary and it didn't take
away a single minute of sleep from them, as they had barely gotten into their
sleeping bags and were already snoring. The parents were in charge of keeping
watch and every twenty minutes they would count them: one, two, three, four,
five... the count was repeated over and over again.

But just before dawn, the last round was made: one, two, three, four, five, six… six
children this time.

The Hound of Hell

It was common to hear barking and howling coming from the park on a
daily basis. Many neighbors used to gather in the evenings, some
playing with their children and others exercising, and the dogs sat
quietly under the trees watching everyone leave to see what kind of
delicacies they had left behind.

There were those who waited for the sun to set completely before going
out for a run, and they felt very good being accompanied by a group of
faithful guardians who followed them, also exercising. But that night,
the runners were completely alone, the silence was total, wherever you
looked, there was no dog.
Suddenly the silence was interrupted by desperate barking, and in a
moment it was already screaming, the bushes moved, and silence fell
again. The people in the park were a little shocked by those noises, most
of them stopped…

They looked from one side to the other, but none of the dogs appeared.
When they resumed their march, a labored breathing filled the entire
park, it was heard everywhere, accompanied by a slight growl, and it
was then that they saw him come out from among the bushes, with his
snout full of blood, walking slowly, and each lamp in his path was
going out...

His footsteps left a burning mark on the ground, and a dense fog came
behind him, a huge black dog, more than a meter and a half tall, no
matter how good all those people were at running, at that moment they
were completely paralyzed. The dog got in between them, sniffing their
entire bodies, salivating…

When everyone felt lost, a whistle called him to his master, only a huge
hand covered in fire was seen emerging from the fog, leaving the
environment impregnated with sulfur. The next day, there were fewer
dogs that showed up for the daily banquet, and when their barking is no
longer heard, the local residents know that they must not set foot in the
park, because that night it is the dog from hell's turn for a walk.

The substitute nanny

Some time ago, an ordinary couple found themselves in an urgent situation that
forced them to leave quickly. They called Laura, the nanny who usually helped
them, but she was busy, so she recommended her sister Sonia. As soon as the girl
was at the door, the men left. However, Sonia did not know where to start. Laura
only told her that the children took care of themselves as their mother did with them
and did not give any more details.
After a few moments of confusion, she went upstairs where she found a boy
watching television. They introduced themselves and the boy said he was ready
to sleep, she just had to put him to bed. Within a couple of minutes he fell asleep,
so she went downstairs to watch TV.

Then he heard noises in the kitchen, there was another boy looking for some
water, the girl gave him what he needed and then tried to take him to her room, but
the little boy ran to hide. She searched for him for a long time without finding him,
she only heard his laughter and his footsteps.

While he was searching he received a call from his sister asking how he was
doing. Sonia said that apart from the fact that one of the children was hiding and
she couldn't find him, everything was fine.

Laura paused in complete silence, then informed him that there was only one child
in that house, no one mentioned entertaining visitors.

Sonia immediately went to wake up the sleeping boy, and he told her that he was
alone. When her sister arrived, they looked for him everywhere, but they couldn't
find him. However, in the kitchen, there was still the glass of water, on which he left
dirty marks.

The girls kept quiet about what had happened, they simply did not return to work in
that house, as did dozens of nannies who followed them.

Straight to hell

Rocio didn't really like the idea of being the new girl in the neighborhood, since she
had a hard time making friends. He didn't enjoy solitude, but at that moment it was
all he had.
As the days went by, only one boy approached her. He was not the best candidate
to include her in a social circle, because people classified him as "weird", but Rocío
felt good in his company. He was the grandson of the antique dealer and he
always used to bring something in his hands to show to his new friend. The hours
flew by, assigning stories for each new thing.

As he grew more confident, the boy decided to take her to the store, so that his
grandfather could show her more interesting objects. Among them was an ancient
key, which he said could be used to open the gates of hell itself. The three of
them took it as a joke, since it was very difficult for them to believe this theory, and
of course, the old man had never verified it.

However, the young man had something else in mind; he wanted to take her to the
room where they kept armor, jewels and really valuable things. They tried to get in
when the grandfather went to serve a customer, but the door was locked, not on
purpose, the lock simply didn't work; so the young man asked Rocío to bring him
something to push the mechanism.

The closest thing he had was the key, which the man had left on the desk, and that
was what he gave to the boy.

As she brought it close to the lock a red glow was seen beneath the portal, and
once inside the key changed to fit perfectly into the mechanism. Within a second
the door opened, releasing thick, dark smoke.

After that, there was nothing but screaming and despair. When the neighbors came
to see what was happening, they only found the poor antique dealer lying on the
floor, crying and saying that the Devil had come out through that door and taken
the children, straight to hell.

The Circus of Freaks

At five years old, Roman found the circus show very entertaining; that magical and
colorful world, where everyone was always smiling, was like bringing his dreams to
reality. So the child was always looking for a way to get his parents to fulfill his
whim.

On one occasion, a circus came to the region, but it was not like the others, its
name alone said it all: "The Circus of Freaks", and that was reason enough for
Roman's parents not to take him that time. But we already know how children are,
nothing is impossible for them, so he ran away from home and went by himself to
see the goat woman, the snake boy, the werewolf, the ape boy and other
monstrosities that were advertised on the poster.

It was the first time he had done something like this, and he had to look for an
alternative entrance as he had forgotten to bring money for the ticket with him. A
clown with a sad look and smeared makeup discovered him snooping around;
without giving him time to do anything, he grabbed him by force, ignoring his
screams and kicks.

Dragging it hastily, he carried it to a trailer, which released a cold steam as he

opened the door. There were some people sleeping on some silver tables.

Soon Roman fell asleep too, and when he woke up… another dream had come
true. He was part of the freak show! He had a long monkey tail and was missing
both of his arms.

They dressed him quickly, and that night he presented his first act, alongside the
demon child, the faceless woman, the torso man… his first and only performance.

The clown was far from being a surgeon, he only cut and pasted as he saw fit, he
didn't worry about infections or bleeding, after all, in the next city, there would be
more "material to work with."

Forever my love
Two days after Olivia's death, German had barely gathered the courage to read
her letter. It was a strange thing that she had written, as if she sensed that death
was near, probably that terrified the boy a little; he feared what those words would
reveal to him, but even so, he was finally able to open it to read it.

The first lines brought him back his peace, she only showed the great love she had
for him. She tried to remind him of the day they met, everything they did together,
even the fights. She mentioned how much she loved watching him while he slept,
holding him when he had nightmares, waking up next to him in the mornings after
snuggling up to him all night.

A couple of tears rolled down German's cheek, he would undoubtedly miss her
closeness, it would be very difficult for him to overcome her absence... but once
again he was reassured to read the last paragraph, in which a promise was made.

She swore that she would never abandon him, that she would not allow him to feel
alone, that she would continue to hug him despite everything...

After that came only a loving signature, but German could no longer even hold the
sheet of paper in his hands, all he wanted was to lie down on his bed and sleep
until the pain passed.

However, he could not fall asleep, he tossed and turned, and although his eyes
closed, his mind did not turn off, he thought about her, he missed her, and at one
point he could smell her perfume, mixed with the smell of rot.

Silencing her crying, she heard a faint breathing in the room, and there in the
darkest corner, something was moving. She pointed the lamp towards the corner,
and there was Olivia! She had escaped from her grave and the clutches of death,
only with the intention of fulfilling the promise to her beloved and being with him
forever.

At the bottom of the tunnel

It is not unusual to find an abandoned building anywhere, whether in a rural or
urban environment, they are everywhere, some are simply there in oblivion and
others have their own history, such is the case of that supply warehouse in an old
mining town.

The building had been unused for so long that nature had reclaimed what belonged
to it, no trespassing signs were hung everywhere due to the unstable structure, yet
teenagers loved to visit this place to stay away from watchful eyes. Although they
went there in search of adventure, they stayed away from the darker areas,
because the place was really dangerous and they were trying to avoid an accident.

One day, while bothering one of the girls, he used her bag as a football and it
ended up falling into a dark corner. Without thinking twice, a boy who was attracted
to her, ventured out to get it back, illuminated only by his cell phone.

Upon reaching the point, he felt a cold air freezing his feet, and discovered an
almost vertical tunnel, apparently quite deep, covered with a few pieces of creaking
wood. Realizing where he was standing, he made an almost feline leap to
safety.

When everyone stopped laughing at his feat, he told them what he saw. The others
came closer, and despite the fact that there were many cell phones aimed at it,
they could not see anything but darkness. They tried to guess its depth by throwing
things into it, but there was no luck either. When they got bored they started to
joke, one of them shouted:

—Is anyone there? —and from the back a childish, cavernous voice responded in
a mocking tone —Yes! And I'm coming for you —.
There was no need to stay to find out, they simply didn't go back that way. Only
they didn't warn others about their experience, perhaps the next ones, if they
discover what lives at the bottom of the tunnel.

Going out in the dark

Bogdan was the name of an individual who had come to live from the European
continent to South America. It was said that he possessed a great fortune, because
he ordered a castle to be built in the middle of nowhere.

His fortress was surrounded by fences of logs and stones. Only a few of the locals
were able to see his face, as he usually went out late at night and was also
covered with a mask.

Horror stories about him spread like wildfire throughout the area. There were
those who claimed that his face was completely disfigured due to a serious illness,
while others said that parts of his face were missing (for example, an ear, an eye,
etc.).

These rumours continued to circulate unheeded by the authorities until the village's
animals (particularly sheep and goats) began to disappear from nearby farms.

The shepherds and foremen of the farms began to watch to see who was stealing
their cattle. But they realized that something strange was happening; the animals
were flocking out in a perfect straight line that headed towards Bogdan's castle.

When they got there, he was already waiting for them at the door. Those who were
able to observe this event more closely claim that Bogdan was dressed in black,
with a cloak that reached to his feet.

However, that was not what caused terror, but rather the fact that two prominent
fangs protruded from its mouth. That scene soon turned into a bloody feast, as the
vampire pounced on the sheep, sinking his incisors into their necks until they were
drained dry from the inside.
The peasants, who had previously dealt with other vampires, shot him with
shotguns loaded with silver bullets, causing Bogdan to collapse and lose his life. In
addition, they left his body out in the open, so that the sun could finish
disintegrating it.

Is anybody there?

The neighborhood kids used to play soccer in front of an abandoned house

because of the windows, damaged gardens, or the noise that bothered many of the
neighbors. They were usually called to bed before 9, but that Saturday night they
were allowed to enjoy themselves a little longer, as the neighbors were having a
pleasant get-together.

The ball went back and forth from one yard to another, from where it was retrieved
without any major problem, until it entered through the second-floor window of the
dirty house.

They were about to climb a tree to go look for her, when she was thrown from
inside. “Is anyone there?” —Daniel asked with some caution, to which a timid,
childish voice responded: —Yes! And I want to play with you - after a quick
children's talk, they decided to go up to play hide and seek with their new friend,
of whom they could only see the shadow peeking through the window.

One of the girls counted to 100 and they all hid, but they were unable to find the
unknown boy before they were called to their homes. Several days passed without
hearing from him, until they were able to stay late again and his shadow appeared
in the window inviting them to continue the game and find him.
The boys immediately refused, they found it tedious to have to look for him
because he was too good at hiding, so they instead insisted that he go down to
play soccer.

The boy refused each time with a very sad tone. Noticing his mood, “Why don’t you
want to play with us?” Daniel said. “Because I can’t…” the boy replied with a
lump in his throat. “Ghosts don’t have feet!” —he added, and floated down from
the second floor, before the incredulous gazes of the children, who ran to their
houses.

The house of mirrors

This horror story goes back centuries, in a small but beautiful town, where a
wealthy family lives: the father, the mother and their beautiful daughter. This
girl was so beautiful that she was the envy of the entire town, everyone loved her,
although the children hated her.

She had a weakness: mirrors. She loved to look at herself and style her hair in
them. This girl was so obsessed with them that every time her father returned from
a trip, he would bring her a different one, thus managing to fill her own room with
them.

But they were not a happy family. The mother hated her daughter because she got
much more attention from the father, and she was so jealous that one day the
mother put poison in her dinner, and while the girl ate, she entertained her
husband in the room upstairs. When they returned to the kitchen, the young
woman was already dead.

His father was deeply saddened and devastated. So much so that she spent every
day in her daughter's room crying and consoling her sorrow.
Until one day he saw a special light in one of the mirrors. He approached it
and saw his daughter reflected in it. She showed him through this how her
mother had killed her. The father, enraged, demands his wife's arrest.

He never stopped visiting his daughter's room day after day to see her ghost
reflected in the room's mirrors.

The girl and the doll

He saw her for the first time when he went to visit Cecilia's house, a little friend who
was very sick. The pale girl hugged tightly that pretty doll that Rosalba couldn't
take her eyes off and which she left her as a gift after her death days later.

The poor girl didn't know what to feel, although the present had fascinated her, the
sadness of losing her friend didn't let her enjoy it. At times she believed that her
desire to possess the doll had caused Cecilia's death and guilt consumed her.
Especially since there was no one around who cared about her, her own family
completely ignored her.

Because of this loneliness, her only refuge was the doll, it became her companion,
her friend, her everything. He shared with her secrets, fears, frustrations and
problems in his environment. And soon something very strange happened,
because everyone who harmed Rosalba in any way, appeared dead, with their
face destroyed by scratches.

Not even her own family was safe from this terrible evil. One day, when she woke
up, she realized that she was alone in the world, as her relatives were lying in the
kitchen drowning in a pool of blood.

The poor girl began to cry and cry because she was immersed in that terrible
horror story, in which everyone left in a horrendous way, leaving her forgotten. Her
tears were so many that she ended up falling asleep on the table.
She woke up engulfed in flames, and strangely saw her body watching her smiling
as it burned.

It all ended with a charred doll and two happy parents to have their daughter back.
Taking advantage of the charm Rosalba felt for the toy, they brought it to her after
placing the spirit of her dying daughter in it, so that at the right moment she could
make an exchange and once again have a human body.

Foreign body

When he woke up he found himself sitting on the bed, apparently staring at a fixed
point, he could have been scared then, however, his attention was focused on
something else, because he did not recognize the place where he was, although
he knew it was his room; his body was not familiar either, he looked at his hands,
he saw them again, and although they were the same as always, he felt that that
body was strange, even the woman who had been with him for ten years seemed
unknown to him at first sight, but a feeling of attachment towards her prompted him
to trust and tell her what was happening, although the next morning the man forgot
everything.

To show him what was happening the last few nights, she suggested setting up a
camera, and so they did. Punctually at 3:30 am he was already sitting, unaware
of everything around him, and performing the same routine.

His wife was so eager to show him what was happening that she could only wait
for the man to lay his head on the pillow again so she could wake him up and show
him the video.

They went to the living room, stopped filming, and in a couple of minutes they ran
too, they didn't want to look back, not even go back for their things, the impact of
seeing a group of greyish figures, approaching strange objects while they walked
around the bed, was more than they could bear, while some assembled and
disassembled their bodies in a matter of seconds, as if they were playing with a
potato head, others took things from the room, replaced them with a viscous
substance and in a matter of seconds it took the appearance of the stolen object.

The terror of knowing that they were being tested was eating away at their insides.
They didn't know where to go or what to do, but whatever they decided was
unnecessary... a light in the sky had been discreetly following them since they
left home.

Three steps in the dark

He found himself standing there in the middle of nowhere, with the glow of the city
behind him, and the blackest darkness he had ever seen in front of him, on both
sides he was surrounded by his neighbors, a dozen boys who challenged him to
cross that dark area as an initiation before joining the group, according to his
words, they all faced the same thing at one time, however, it was a lie, none of
them had ever set foot near that place, not even during the day.

People said that a crazy old man lived there, a hermit who liked to shoot anyone
who came near, and that he had deliberately planted trees there so dense that they
did not let a ray of light through even on the sunniest days, but once again a lie
was emerging, because the place itself had something strange, the heaviness that
settled on your shoulders just by getting close, the feeling of being stalked, and the
fear... the fear you felt was not of this world.

The new kid was exempt from these stories, but not from the effect that that dark
place had, where he only had to go three steps to gain recognition and approval
from the people who formed his world at that time.

Only three steps to prove his worth, only three simple steps into the deep
darkness... but there was no chance for him to take just one, a sudden and labored
breathing put them on alert, then only screams, screams and screams full of
terror that were drowned out in the darkness.

No one dared to take those three simple steps to save him, to find out what was
happening, but they are very clear that what took him that night was not an old
hermit, because old hermits do not have horns, nor do they leave hoof marks on
the ground.

The Red Bracelet

When someone is admitted to a hospital, they are given a white plastic

bracelet with their name and information printed on it. There are other
colors of bracelets, and each has its meaning. Red bracelets, for
example, are only placed on people who have already died.
An experienced surgeon at the hospital had finished his shift and was
ready to go home to rest. The night shift was already hard and he had
just finished operating on a patient, and he was feeling very tired. He
was almost dragging his steps as he prepared to go down to the parking
lot, since he was on the fourth floor. The elevator was taking a while so
he leaned against the wall while he waited, since taking the stairs didn't
seem like a good idea at the moment.

After finishing his wait, he quickly got into the elevator and, with
great pleasure, leaned against the wall again after saying goodnight to a
young woman who was already in the cabin. The two of them alone, he
continued to casually chat with the lady as the elevator descended.

Suddenly the elevator stopped on a floor, the doors opened and a

woman wanted to get on with them, but the doctor quickly pressed the
button to close the doors and randomly any other that would take them
to the top floor.

The girl who accompanied him was very surprised and wasted no time in
expressing her disagreement, saying that that had been quite rude and
with a disapproving grimace she asked him: – Why did you close the
door on that woman? – The doctor, with a very pale face and trembling
hands, answered: -It's the woman I just operated on, unfortunately she
died in the operating room... Didn't you see the red bracelet she was
wearing? – The young woman smiled at him as she raised her hand and
said: – One like this one? -.

The Devil's Mark

There are things that surpass our knowledge, causing some to see
everything that is beyond this world as a game. Such is the case of this
pair of brothers, who as a joke, trying to prove who was the most
cowardly of the two, made a homemade Ouija board. Of course, one of
them was quite fearful of spirits, but after pressure from his brother he
ended up agreeing.

That same night when their parents left, they began their prank, with
their fingers on a glass they asked the typical questions of rookies: - Is
there anyone there? Does anyone want to play with us? - said the most
daring of the boys, while the other watched nervously, as the glass
seemed to come to life sliding quickly over the board - Who are you? -
insisted the boy, - E*L*V*I*A*B*L*O- it was spelled quickly, the most
fearful little one jumped scared screaming inconsolably, but his fingers
seemed to be glued to the glass that continued moving to answer his
brother's questions, - Are you here? ?-,-Show yourself!–, the two of them
dropped the glass as best they could and jumped to hug each other
when a thick smoke filled the room, then a horrible demonic face
materialized in front of them that was laughing evilly.

Fortunately for the little ones, the nanny in charge of them had heard
the commotion and went to help them. The smoke gathered when she
heard her open the door, leaving behind a couple of frightened children.

They told the young woman everything that had happened. Anyone else
would not have believed them, but she had been sent from above to
take care of them.

Now he spends every moment following the boys wherever they go,
keeping watch, because that night the children got a mark on their
heads, a burn "666" he says, announcing that they now belong to the
Devil.

I will never forgive

One day Silvia appeared at Melissa's house to ask for help. Despite
being sisters, they had not seen each other in 15 years, since Melissa
became a businesswoman and broke ties with her family of humble
origins. Silvia probably would not have been welcome in that house
some time ago, but on this occasion she was carrying a baby in her
arms and was allowed in.

Silvia shared the tragic story that brought her there, and at the end her
brother-in-law offered to buy the baby, since they had failed for more
than 10 years trying to have a child.

Although Silvia was having a very bad time, she refused, she took her
daughter in her arms to leave, but her own sister stabbed her in the
back, then she was buried in the garden and later they built a playhouse
on top of it for when the girl grew up.

Weeks later, while they were looking after the baby, they heard noises in
the garden. The door of the little house was slamming, even though
there was no wind that night. They went out to see and it suddenly
closed when they were both in front of it. Then it slowly opened,
accompanied by a loud creaking sound… the silence became absolute
and while the lights around it went out, the little house creaked and
trembled as if it were trying to lift itself off the ground and run after
them.

They returned home immediately, and on the table they found a

message written in blood that said: "I will never forgive!" and next to
it the knife that they had left stuck in Silvia's back.

The girl on the sidewalk

A couple returns home in the middle of the night after walking their dog.
They walk through poorly lit streets and alleys, and as they turn a
corner, they see a couple of bundles lying in front of them. They go
closer to take a look and find a dead woman, her throat slit and a bloody
little girl in her arms.
The girl was very pale, but no injuries were visible. They thought she
was probably suffering from hypothermia, as it was a cold night. In a
hasty decision, the man wraps her in his jacket and takes her in his
arms, while his wife tries to contact the emergency services.

But, the cell phone battery was dying and they couldn't complete the
call, so they run to her house, to call for help from there or take the car
to take her to the hospital.

In his frantic race, the man suddenly stops, apparently tired, because he
falls to his knees on the ground, a pool of blood surrounds his body,
his face turns pale, and at one point he releases the little girl, revealing
a terrible wound in his abdomen.

What he held in his arms was not just a little girl, but an evil creature
that tried to eat him alive, biting into his insides. The little girl takes off
her jacket, her eyes are darker than the night, and she smiles sinisterly,
showing her multiple rows of sharp fangs, and waving her dirty claws
she digs them into the woman's chest.

More than 10 people died in the same week, in similar conditions. The
police did not say anything convincing, but people in the streets were
rumouring that it was the spirit of a little girl who had been thrown
into the dumpster, and was seeking revenge for that act.