“Night was a very different matter. It was dense, thicker than the very walls, and it was empty, so black, so immense that within it you could brush against appalling things and feel roaming and prowling around a strange, mysterious horror.”
― Guy de Maupassant, The Complete Short Stories of Guy de Maupassant, Part One
(This story actually happened to my friend’s friend.)
One night, I and my cousins were having a conversation in our bed room. While I was talking, my cousin noticed a lady sitting on my chair, with white long dress and long black hair, she was combing her hair using my comb.
We wondered for a moment who she is, or what she’s doing here, but we decided to keep talking and pretend we didn’t notice her.
After a while, we got tired talking and so we got to sleep.
The next morning, the lady was gone. But the strange thing is that…
The comb she used is resting on the chair she sat on.
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Chillers (Short Scary Stories)
Mystery / Thriller❝ I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy there’s somebody on my bed.” ❞ ...
