Short Horror Stories

 The Vanishing Shadow It was 2 AM. A faint breeze rattled the window, and the moonlight cast eerie shadows across the floor. Ahmer sat on his bed, deeply engrossed in a horror novel, when he suddenly felt something move near the window. His eyes darted toward it, but he saw nothing unusual—just the swaying branches of the old tree outside. Shaking off the unease, he returned to his book. But then, a strange whisper echoed through the silent room. It wasn’t the wind. It was a voice. Faint. Unfamiliar. Ahmer froze. His heart pounded as he listened closely. The sound seemed to come from the corner of the room, near his cupboard. He hesitated but then convinced himself it was just his imagination. Moments later, he heard soft footsteps. This time, he was sure it wasn’t his mind playing tricks. He turned toward the cupboard, his body stiff with fear. The door was slightly open. He clearly remembered shutting it before going to bed. A chill ran down his spine. Gathering courage, he stepp...

The Haunted Bed: A Spine-Chilling Horror Story of a Cursed Antique Bed   Farhan and his wife Zoya had just moved into a beautiful new home. To furnish it, they bought a stunning antique bed from a small shop. The shopkeeper claimed the bed was made of rare teak wood and was centuries old, with intricate carvings that seemed to tell a mysterious story. Farhan loved the bed instantly, but Zoya felt uneasy, as though there was something off about it. She brushed her feelings aside, trusting her husband’s choice. The first night, as they settled into bed, Zoya felt an eerie chill. She shrugged it off, thinking it was just the new surroundings. But as she started to drift to sleep, a sudden coldness ran through her, and she awoke with a start. The room was silent, and Farhan was deep asleep. Zoya tried to calm herself, but the feeling of being watched lingered. The next night, things got worse. Zoya woke in the middle of the night feeling a presence beside her, as if someone was sitti...

The Haunting Dream That Changed Alina's Fate It was a cold night in Karachi. Alina lay on her bed, feeling an unexplainable restlessness. Every night, the same dream haunted her—a dark house, a swinging chair moving on its own, and the desperate cries of a little girl begging for help. One day, she decided to uncover the truth behind this recurring dream. In a desolate corner of the city, she found the exact house that had appeared in her dreams again and again. The house was eerily silent and abandoned. A chilling gust of wind added to the unsettling atmosphere, but Alina's curiosity pushed her to step inside. The Swinging Chair and the Witch With a creak, the door opened after she pushed it. Inside, darkness engulfed every corner, but in one part of the house, the familiar chair was swaying gently. Her heart pounded wildly, but she gathered her courage and walked toward the chair. As she got closer, she saw a little girl sitting on it. The girl’s sobbing voice echoed in Alina...

 Emma’s Chilling Encounter Inside the Mansion In the heart of a quiet, forgotten village stood an old mansion, its windows clouded with dust, and its walls draped in ivy. The locals avoided the place, whispering tales of the strange happenings that had plagued it for generations. They called it "The House of Shadows." One cold winter evening, Emma, a curious journalist, arrived in the village. She had heard the stories and decided to uncover the truth behind the rumors. Armed with a flashlight, a camera, and a notebook, she made her way to the mansion, her breath fogging in the icy air. The front door creaked open as if it had been waiting for her. The inside smelled of mildew and decay, the air thick with an oppressive silence. Emma stepped cautiously, her flashlight revealing cobwebs clinging to ancient furniture. The walls were covered in faded, peeling wallpaper that seemed to ripple as though it were alive. As she ventured deeper, a faint whisper reached her ears. At fir...

 A Night of Terror in the Foggy Forest It was a cold, foggy night when Sara decided to take a shortcut through the old forest near her village. She had heard many stories about the woods — tales of eerie whispers, strange lights, and shadowy figures that appeared out of nowhere. But tonight, her mind was consumed by the thought of reaching her grandmother's house before it got too late. The forest had always been unsettling, but it was the only way home. As Sara walked deeper into the woods, the sound of her footsteps was muffled by the thick fog that enveloped the ground. The trees loomed overhead like dark sentinels, their twisted branches scratching against each other, creating a strange, ghostly sound. A chill ran down her spine, but she tried to shake it off. "It's just the cold," she thought, quickening her pace. But then, she heard it — a soft whisper, barely audible, but unmistakably close. She stopped in her tracks, her heart pounding in her chest. The whispe...

The Terrifying Witches of Murree: A True Story of Paranormal Encounters Here I am with another true story. I am Shehzana, and today I will share with you a true and terrifying incident from the mountains of Murree. If you like it, please like, share, and comment. We went to Murree for a trip from Karachi. It was winter, and Murree was freezing cold. We were staying at a hotel there. The beautiful scenery of Murree and the sight of the mountains made us very happy. One day, our whole family went out exploring and came across some mountain people who lived in the hills. We requested them to show us their homes and how they lived. They told us that living in the mountains isn’t easy. They advised that whenever we visit, we should come during daylight and leave before dark—for our own safety. My father asked them the reason for this, and they told us something astonishing. The mountain people explained that the winter season is highly favored by jinns and witches, and the mountains are fil...

 Evil Spirit in the Abandoned School This incident happened some time ago. There’s a government school near where I live, and I’ve mentioned it in my previous stories. Recently, another strange incident occurred in the house opposite this school. There’s a house right in front of the school where a family has been living for a long time. Some guests were staying at their house, including a girl named Sheeza. One day, it was raining heavily. It was summer rain, so everyone rushed to the rooftop to enjoy it. Sheeza was also enjoying the rain and getting drenched when her eyes suddenly fell on the school opposite. She felt as if someone was watching them from the school window. As she moved closer to see, the window suddenly shut. Sheeza ignored it and continued enjoying the rain. After the rain stopped, everyone went downstairs, but Sheeza stayed on the roof for a while. She didn’t know much about the school. While she was looking around, she noticed that the school window had opened...