Scary and Eerie Tales

Once upon a time, there was a filthy rich couple, Elena and Mark. They wanted to shift to Los Angeles. They were in search of a palatial mansion with a huge garden because they wanted to start a family. After months and months of searching, they finally found an ideal home that was suitable to their ideas. It was a palatial residence with a massive garden, just as they wanted. In a week, they completely shifted to their royal palace. The structure was very old and rusty, but that’s what they liked about it. They then started making the house livable by installing some essential commodities. When they both were installing a clothes-line, Elena saw that the soil, present under the grass was merlot in colour. She was bemused by seeing that specific colour as she had never seen soil of that colour. At that time a neighbour was crossing the road. She asked him, “Excuse me, sir! Hi! We have just moved into this neighbourhood. Is the soil merlot…….” The moment she said the word ‘soil’ the ecc...

  Once upon a time in the 1880s, there was a king named Alvey. He was short-tempered and had numerous enemies. All the neighbouring countries were not on good terms with Alvey. Once a certain king threatened him and he was offended. After a lot of planning, he and his most important scientist made a deadly poison. They then dropped ten drops of that potion in the water tanks of the neighbouring countries. After a few days, the effect started appearing. Many people died and their graveyards were made separate for prevention of further spreading of the bizarre disease.  After a month or so the watchman of the graveyard witnessed something very peculiar, the graves were open and the coffins were empty and they neither had a skeleton nor a body. He immediately reported this to the king. The king didn't pay attention as he and his kingdom was going through troubled times. After two days the watchman was found brutally bitten and murdered. The public thought that it must’ve been any...

  In 2012 a love marriage was held in Pennsylvania. The bride’s name was Jennifer and the groom’s name was Randall. They knew each other since college. It was a very palatial event. After the wedding they went to Deadwood, South Dakota for their honeymoon. It was 50 miles north of Mount. Rushmore. Close to this mountain was another infamous peak called the Devil’s Peak. It was acclaimed for its spine-chilling episodes of brutal deaths. Jennifer had an intrepid and enthralled personality. She cherished hiking and going on camping. Jennifer was audacious. She was against fallacy thinking. One day a party was held in the hotel they were staying. When she was standing near the drinks counter, she heard some riveting gossip. Upon eavesdropping, she heard some aged individuals, “Do you know!? Another person was found dead on the Devil’s Peak. He was barbarically murdered. His eyeballs had popped out and was difficult to verify. Even while narrating I am feeling perilous.” Jennifer was an...

Our trip to Ladakh was impulsive and without any prior planning. John, Steve, Sara, Maria and me that is Mary, went on a bike-trip to Leh in Ladakh. We were hoping to have a lot of fun, but rather we came back with an uncanny experience. This incident is engraved on our hearts forever……   We all knew how to ride bikes. We were super excited about this trip and when it got late we would just stop for the day and resume the next morning. Due to the high altitude it was tough but we were stubborn and we didn’t want to stop. After a few days of biking prodigiously we wanted to stop and rest for a longer time. So we started searching for a resort and ended up reaching an eerie place, most abruptly. W e were jovial and we went inside. It was a two-storey resort. The most unusual thing was that there was no network coverage. When we enquired we found that the resort was handled by a couple ­­­­Amrita and Tanzing. We were enervated and ravenous. Amrita could tell that by just looking at us...

My name is Aurora Martin and this is my story. When I was twelve years old I got in with the bad crowd. I made the mistake of learning their bad habits instantaneously. When I lived in Vienna there was a renowned bakery there by the name of ‘Blossom Bakery.’ My grandmother had always warned me to not to step into that bakery. I used to question her but she never answered. My grandmother died when I was fourteen. I really couldn’t understand what happened as most of the time I was zoned out.   A year later my group decided to have an adventurous night out. My group included all the spoilt and the bullies. Their names were John, Jose, Jean, Caroline, Ava and me. We all went to Ava’s house to decide the location for our night out. All of a sudden Caroline thought of Blossom Bakery and we were all going to regret this one day……… My gut feeling was clearly forewarning me to not to go there. But to show my loyalty towards the group I decided to hang with them. When we strode insi...