Uncanny Stories

In an endless, decaying labyrinth with no name and no exit, a girl wanders alone. She has forgotten who she was. She no longer remembers when she arrived. The world around her rots gently-walls peeling, ceilings sagging, rooms breathing in slow collapse-and she does not resist it. The decay feels familiar. Comforting. Like home. There are no monsters here. No voices. No salvation. Only peeling wallpaper, mold-soft floors, flickering lights, and a girl slowly dissolving into the place that has claimed her. Through fragmented diary-like chapters, her thoughts erode alongside the environment, until identity, memory, and self become indistinguishable from the ruins that surround her. Where Wallpaper Peels Like Skin is a quiet analog-horror descent into isolation, decay, and surrender-where the greatest horror is not what chases you, but what welcomes you.

What was supposed to be a late walk back home from a friends house turned out to be the last walk. ............................................................................ -I try to make it gender neutral so feel free imagine the characters gender or even them how ever you want (⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠) ___________________________________________ ⚠️Warning⚠️ -Swears/bad words. -Disturbing contents. -Dramaticness. -Tiny-tany mention of Pedophilia. -Uncanny Events. -Blood. -Reference of a song (I don't mean it as a trigger or offence or hate to anyone or the singer.) ___________________________________________ Hey there! This is a new story which is a short story (its my first time in writing a short story, so let me know how it is.) Anyway, This story belongs to me {Agent heir} so please don't repost or clam it as your own. few things; -The story is a pure Fiction, so please don't take it seriously. -The cover does not belong to me. -English is not my first language so sorry if there is any mistake and grammar mistake or weird writing and weird meaning behind a word/sentence or etc. ^^'/ -I don't mean to offend anyone or anything from my work. -I write for fun and because I like to write. That's it for now have a good day, afternoon, evening, night, midnight, early morning and year. :) Bye-Bye. _______________•Agent_Heirs•______________

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A wrong turn. What begins as a quiet drive spirals into a looping nightmare where reality bends, reflections lie, and escape feels just out of reach. Some places don't need monsters - they become one. "Roads are supposed to lead somewhere. This one just kept bringing me back."~ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸. I 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥- 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦.

you know.... this is literally just "Caged Bird" but things follow Steven's side better.

I'm not that funny- Anyways hi welcome to my art book There will probably be my life rants But HEY! MOSTLY ART CUZ YEAHHHH IT'S AN ARTBOOK This artbook contains: Anastasia Dear Evan Hansen Book of Mormon Waitress Hamilton Heathers Be more Chill And some other random stuff ;)

Eiko is a lazy highschooler struggling to find motivation. One day, he finds a marker with the power to create anything using AI. At first, Eiko is excited about the endless possibilities he holds but, the more he continues using the marker - the more sentient and powerful the AI becomes. Will Eiko have the strength to resist the AI's temptations before something bad happens?

This is a small town. If your brother ate your mum, send him into the woods. If you want fried chicken, you'll have to put up with the hooded figures. If you want to leave cryptic messages in the woods, bribe Micheal. You don't get many options out here in the middle of nowhere. Don't talk to anyone with a cello, by the way. (About trans monster teens in the woods murdering people, being silly, and learning to live with their new conditions) !Contains horror, gore, and distressing topics!

So..Yeah..I know I have another story what I should finished first but anyways...This is still Munhana fanfic and yeah..Sung-Young and Jade are there too "There is a lot of things you don't about me Seo Mun..I know everything between space and time..And about your powers..How to unlock them and how to control them.."

Fractal Multiverse Reality Alpha-0001-A Velvaria | 2007

1960's, the cold days of romania after the horrific events of war world two. Everything is quiet. Too quiet. Dorian, an excommunicated monk, wasn't that fazed by the silence of his small village - but, one day, he finds out the dense layers of fog aren't actually fog, but steam from the lake along. Below, hell cracked open through the waters, its gates revealing a boiling world, and now demons are trying to replace god himself. Dorian cannot ignore such events due to his loyalty, and tries protecting his beliefs, slowly ruining himself in the process. extra ; I'm a 14 year old balkan person who barely knows how to pronounce shit right- so do not expect extremely good grammar please💔 all art used is drawn by me ( @romanglezanthony on Insta ) trigger warnings (?) uncanny/ disturbing mentions gore maybe violent scenes mentions of s,ex ok rhats it tuff sigma 67

GRAVEBORN calls you to explore the darker corners of the human psyche, where our deepest fears and most unsettling desires come to life. This collection weaves together tales of dread, each one a haunting reflection of what it means to be human. From the sinister whispers that echo in empty hallways to the visceral encounters that leave a mark on the soul, these stories probe the boundaries of sanity and the fragility of our existence. Prepare to confront the horrors that lurk not only in the shadows but within ourselves, as the line between the monstrous and the mundane blurs in ways you never imagined.

A weird secret is concealed in the very core of Italy, an enigma rooted in a distant past: Mount Sibyl, with the eerie legend concerning the gloomy cave that once existed on the mountain-top. Is a deity or an oracular priestess concealed beneath a remote Italian peak? Why have travellers from Germany, France, Flanders and other European countries journeyed for centuries up to that cliff? What is truth hidden behind the tales of sensual damsels and unbelievable treasures? Can a connection to the old tale of Tannhäuser be established? Follow the main character of this compelling novel in his quest for the truth. A real Italian legend, once known all over Europe, is staged in 'The Eleventh Sibyl' for the delight of the refined reader. The myth of the Apennine Sibyl is narrated by the major expert in the legends and lore of the Sibillini Mountain Range in Italy.

CREDIT FOR THUMBNAIL ART GOES TO ARTIST. (I do not claim any art used in this book at any time unless said otherwise. Art will be replaced if artist asks me too) A shock to all in the circus. After many disagreements it seemed as though Pomni and Jax were finally starting to get along. They had begun to understand one another in a way it seemed no other could. However in a turning of events, and a gun to the head a much larger argument makes a huge shift in their once potential friendship. Pomni and Jax turn different ways after the award show for favorite character. Soon the circus will discover a sickening truth to the digital world they are trapped in and things that were once a bitter sweet will now turn straight sour. How many of them will make it out with their minds?

The beginning of the Dreamlin Trilogy. All myths and tales hold just a little bit of truth to them. No matter how small. Take a step between this reality and the next. Nestled between the folds of the universe, exists a place straight from a fairytale. Though a bit more unorthodox and deadly. Step into the shoes of our Storyteller, as she begins the story of this wonderful place. Though, who ever starts at the beginning? Now its time to turn the page.

What would you do if one day you found your best friend's corpse, but the next day no one remembered it? This is the predicament Alex Villarreal is in, her and her new partner are the only ones to remember the tragic event. Having to play both the part of a detective, and witness Alex begins to lose hope. Will she and her partner be able to solve the murder before they get murdered themselves? There's only one way to know.

What could be behind the silly habit of leaving meat in front of the village of folks from the town next to the Lishay forest?

Some say it’s obvious we’re not alone, others scorn the very idea and still others yet will hauntingly report their own experiences of alien probings following their casual night-time stroll through the fields of small town America. But with everything from increasingly bizarre reportings from increasingly credible sources, to basic mathematical probability suggesting the likelihood of alien life, these days, scepticism is harder won. Whatever your opinions, here are some UFO sightings that are still classed as 'unexplained'

If Caleb's wife's plane isn't supposed to land for several hours, then why is she standing in the bedroom doorway?

chapters of different stories, scenes and writings of the mind.