Oldhouse storie

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At twenty-two, Shae Whitmore inherits a sprawling Victorian mansion from a grandfather she barely knew and had long been estranged from. The house sits in a quiet, isolated town she has never even heard of, tucked far from the life she once knew. With little tying her down and curious about the mysterious inheritance, Shae decides to move in, hoping the old property might offer a fresh start. The mansion itself is beautiful but unsettling-an aging relic filled with towering windows, narrow halls, creaking staircases, and rooms that seem untouched for decades. At first, the strange noises feel easy to explain. The house groans with the wind, pipes rattle in the walls, and floorboards creak beneath her feet. Shae convinces herself it is simply the sound of an old structure settling, something any Victorian home would do. But as the days pass, the disturbances grow harder to ignore. Footsteps echo in empty hallways when she is alone. Doors shift slightly open after she is certain she closed them. At night, she hears faint movements above her, as if someone is walking through the attic. Determined not to scare herself with imagination, Shae begins exploring the mansion more carefully. She discovers forgotten rooms, hidden corners, and traces of a past her grandfather never shared with her. The house feels almost alive, watching and listening, as though it holds memories it refuses to let fade. Soon the strange occurrences escalate into something far more disturbing. Objects appear where she did not leave them. Shadows linger too long in dark corners. The attic, which seems rarely used, draws her attention with unexplained noises and a constant sense that something-or someone-is just out of sight. Shae slowly realizes the mansion is not simply old or abandoned. Something within its walls is moving, hiding, and waiting. What began as curiosity about her inheritance turns into a growing fear that she is not truly alone in the house.

A family moves into an older household ready to start a new life. There only child, Angela feels uneasy about this sudden move and begins to worry about where she will live, just untill her father gets a new job. The house is haunted by a vengeful spirit that was killed by his own daughter. The unnamed spirit takes the younger girls and kills them for his revenge. The family moves in, unaware of what dangers that lie inside.

After moving into a new home, teenager Jenna Ravner soon finds out that she is destined to die by the hands of a demon known only as The Shadow.

I had a normal life. A full course-load at my local college, good friends, a boyfriend, hobbies, a roof over my head... albeit in my parents' house, but they were rarely home anyway. I was more of a live-in house sitter. Everything in my life was normal; perfect, even. And then he came through the mirror, and everything changed. * * * * "The one who lives within the mirror will come, and a treasure he will take. A world of monsters and wonder awaits her, if she be a worthy companion. Beware the broken glass, for if it breaks, the tether between worlds will be severed - forever." * * * * A thrilling novel by Sydney Bray, author of the Royal Extravaganza series, and full time photographer and plant mom. Follow in the footsteps of Aria Halloway, college student in a small, out-of-the-way town in northern Canada, where the trees are tall and the night is dark.

Hi I'm Lis...This is the story of my death . I went to Bishop Ireton High with my sister Katherine and my brother Nash. I'm 17 Nash is 16 and Katherine 18. I live on Death Street and I had very few neighbors but one was Matthew Espinosa the asshole who set his old school on fire. I knew he was dangerous... I-I just... You'll see.

Valerie

Atlas inherited a house and a secret when his grandfather died. Can he step up to the task?

Small town America, old house and mystery

Waking up in a strange house with seven children calling you mummy is not the way Abigail Creed wants to start the day. Each child has major issues, like the twin Lupe and Lupin who claim they can read minds. But the most disturbing member of the family is Lilith, a little girl who is interested in death. What creeps her out is that she has memories of the birth of each child and marrying Casper her supposed loving husband, but nothing else.

Follow a young girl named Katie as she moves into a haunted house with her family. She ends up learning secrets about the world at forever change her perspective.

this is suppose to be the book 1 but im excited so I'll make this like the first and before it all happens. same characters only the twins are not concluded even kendall who's the classmate of jena. and alot more....

*UNDER HEAVY EDITING* A couple of days after my best friend moved into a house she invited me over for a tour. The house was huge and very old, it was built in the early 1800s, and was 3 stories high. When she was showing me her backyard I noticed something, there was a fourth floor, but it was so small you couldn't really notice it. What was up there, and why did her dad not want us to go up there? Was there even a way to get up there? This story is based on a crazy dream that I, the author, had. I hope that you enjoy it. I am constantly editing it at the moment though, trying to fix grammatical errors, add on details, ect. So I hope you enjoy it now and if I do change things I hope you enjoy it then.

Apparition is a series of events *real events* that I've heard from people. But it will be like a story compliled with these events with a little touch of twists and turns that pops up in my imagination. I can't or won't verify these events because ,well it's just folklore. And I'm not going to prove it to you that ghosts exists so lets just leave it to your perspective. Let's just say this is for anyone and everyone who like horrors and mysteries that aren't answered. So enjoy and happy Ghost dreams *hehe*

"She kept her eyes closed, as this is when she felt them best and when her burdens were released; her loneliness gone. She called it "traveling", "traveling lighter". She sat on her porch, traveling, her porch full of loved ones from her past, all in their Sunday's Best. All smiling and chattering to one another 90 miles an hour. She sat, her eyes closed, listening to the one-sided conversations, never putting her two cents in for fear the spell would be broken. She sat until the quiet gray dusk stole the day and gave it to the star-filled night. She opened her eyes, almost from sleep, it seemed. The spirits around her vanished into the low bright stars. "Another time," she whispered softly. " Robert wrote this story while he was serving time for crimes he had committed in his past life. Robert took a wrong turn in life and had gotten involved in drugs and crime when he was in his 30s, though his time behind bars helped him to get back on track. It also gave him time to develop and write stories that he had been dwelling on for a number of years. He says that he would often wake up early in the morning and would write until 11 pm each night when it was time for "lights out". Inmates would spread the world of his writing ability and retell his stories to others. Before he knew it, he would have 30 to 40 inmates gathering around his bunk each night to hear what he had written for the day. I spoke with Robert and he agreed to allow me to release his stories publicly through Reddit and Wattpad. He just wants to have his stories shared with people across the globe - even if it is through a computer screen. He is a storyteller at heart and wants nothing more than to share his art with others before it's too late. This account will be used exclusively to share Robert's stories, so if you like what you see, please follow 'MemphisRussell' because we will be posting more of his stories regularly .

My name is miles Davis, I moved from New York to California, where my mother and I brought and old cheap house, near the woods and foreshore. The investment bank said that the previous owners had died and left their daughter alone in the house, that sounds like a myth to me. ****************************************** What happens if miles finds out the truth about the house??

An old house. A happy family. A secret that will threaten their safety and their sanity.

You are the main character. You can now finally enjoy your Christmas vacation. You expect it to be a perfect holiday away from stress at school. However, it isn't a family reunion you imagine. It's something you wish you could never tell to anyone. It still haunts every inch of you every time you think about the horror of it.

You never know what lurks within the dark halls of this long forgotten house. Jack is a curious boy, maybe even too curious. This a story I wrote a long time ago about an overly curious boy and a haunted house. It explores the constantly warring emotions of fear and curiosity, caution and bravery. In that strange house, Jack will discover the thing about fear.