Dread Stories

Summer camp. The best part of being in one as a kid there is all the fun and activities and the little adventures you can go on with others discover new things and new sights and find things that you may never expect to see in such times of your life. That is the case or would be the case for former albino 17 year old teenager Axel Thomas, his parents had sent him to a summer camp named Camp WolfCreek and while there he meets a few friends and also encounters a few other things as well. One of them is a threat in the woods that is unknown a horde of hungry feral werewolves. Bloody mayhem insues and now the trip to summer camp has now become a fight to survive and in order to escape the horrors he has to fight for his life and for others as well too. Only thing is can he survive through the nights of horror to see the dawn of day?

Narrated horror stories forced into a POV of numerous characters. Delve into what it means to be human in a world where some things can't be understood, like supernatural, or nostalgic at times.

Just when the summer vacation couldn't have gotten anymore boring, Oswald had all of his friends close to him move out and there which leaving Oswald behind with his family stuck in Hurricane Utah, bored out of his mind and sick of doing the same boring rituals he does everyday in his life wishes for something new to happen and he gets about just that when he discovers an old ball pit that takes him back to the year of 1987 the year when a tragic incident occured and has a reoccurring run in with a yellow rabbit like creature.

Misty Plateau is an isolated town surrounded by forest, fog, and a past that doesn't stay buried. When a struggling writer arrives to research local legends, he finds a community that watches instead of speaks, records that contradict themselves, and a name that feels remembered rather than learned. As days blur and reality frays, it becomes clear that Misty Plateau doesn't just keep secrets. It preserves them.

"Experiment status report update. Metroid project "Dread" is nearing the final stages of completion." E̶̗̓̐x̶͕̹͝p̵͈̊͘͜ê̵̖r̵̡͑̂i̸̢̞͆̕m̴̟͑̿e̸̗͇̒͂n̷͙͒t̸̫̎ ̸̧̠̇r̷͎̾e̴̻̳͆̈ś̶͓ų̵̈́̔l̸̘͒͘t̶̡͇͘s̶̬͙͌̊ ̷̠͇͝u̴̺͐̕n̵̼̐̇s̷̥͘͝û̵̩͜ć̵̙͘c̴̰̏e̵̥̋ͅs̵̪͐s̴̈́̆ͅf̷̨̺̏̉u̴̪̻͐l̸̹̪͊̓.̶͖̞͑̄ ̵̩͍̈́A̷̖͊l̷̦̼̾l̸̥͋ ̴͓͈̋ǎ̵͙͔̏ṫ̷͇̺̔t̴̰̳̓̅ë̸͎́m̵͇͒̋p̴̯̽t̴̼̭͌͌s̴̞̄̕ ̴̮͇̈́̔a̸̡͓͊t̶̫̯͊ ̵̹̝̈́ů̴̼s̵͓͝ḭ̴͛n̸̩̭͛ģ̷̏ ̵̼̯͋M̸̰͗̚é̶̜̣t̵͓̓̑r̵͇̹̉o̷̩̙͐̃ȉ̶̘̦̚ď̵͚̽s̴̜͊̆ ̸̻̇́a̷͍̓s̸̢̢̉ ̶̣̂̽a̵͓̿ ̷͚̅w̴͇̯̉̆ě̸̝̞̀a̴̹̍͂p̵̛͙͉ǫ̴̙̈́͝n̶̲̂ͅ ̶̦͓̑͗p̴̦͝o̴̩̳͗̔w̸͈͐̆e̴̛͍̼r̵͔̓ ̵̯̋s̵̤̍ō̸̬͝u̴͖̫̎̈r̵͖͂c̷̎͜e̴͈̒ ̸͖̏̇ͅh̸͇̐̋ḁ̷̿̈́v̸̼̕e̸̤͑͆ ̴̣̻̊͌f̵̮̰͂a̷̙̽̉ī̶̙͋l̵̖̉e̴̥͐d̶̥̺̕ ̴̢̇̅ (Metroid Owned BY Nintendo. Any Character That Isn't My Own Goes To Nintendo)

This is a story of a spineless man. A man who is a coward, an overworked man, a timid man, a cowardly man, a man who fears authority, a man called Jon. But from today onward, he will not be spineless. From today onward, he will be a new man, a strong man, a man with courage in his heart and gusto in his guts.

A lone diver descends into the deep and encounters an immense, ancient creature whose silent, deliberate presence pulls him into the abyss from which no light-or life-returns.

Plagued by misfortune and paranoia, Emily seeks solace from mystic Madame Vespera, only to uncover a tarot deck that traps souls forever. A chilling horror short about desperation, fate, and an unbreakable cycle. One reading changes everything... #Horror #TwistEnding #Cursed

An estate unknowingly built on the darkest of unholy places serves as a temple of torture to any whose cursed fate is destitute enough to leave them at Hell's Doorstep!

A mountain ridge reveals enormous, warm, living ribs embedded in the stone-an ancient, slumbering colossus whose heartbeat begins to shake the peak as it slowly wakes beneath the mist.

A chilling tale of an ancient mummy whose flawless wrappings conceal a restless, malevolent presence-whispering, shifting, and haunting all who dare disturb its tomb.

A simple friend can make all the difference.

Life is nothing more than a masquerade. We all walk through life hiding emotions, secrets, and desires. We all wear masquerade masks. ~poems of life~

Entry 33 - 2020

An excavation uncovers a skeleton buried mid-scream, its grave walls marked with desperate clawing. That night, the remains vanish, leaving fresh scratches reaching upward-and security footage shows the skull turning to face the camera before the lights go out.

A jade-toothed skeleton awakens under museum lights, her cursed beauty drawing the living closer-only to feed the gods that marked her in death.

a poem about a lost soul who regrets the things it's done in life to live in hell.

My name is ___. I am unknown to your world, to your kind. People don't understand 'my kind'. But then again, maybe you're one too. Maybe I'm not the only one. Maybe I'm not alone. But before either of us can figure that out, you need to be able to understand me and my world and where I'm coming from. Then you might know if you're an invisible as well.