Real Stories

The Malevolent Dwelling: Unveiling the Horrors Within In the shadowy realm of an eerie tale, the narrative unfolds in the quiet corridors of a nursing student's life. This young girl, part of a trio of sisters, lived under the watchful eyes of well-cultured parents who clung to the sternest edges of discipline. The specter of societal expectations and the fear of straying down treacherous paths loomed over the sisters like an ominous fog. Her family, though humble due to her father's modest occupation as a goldsmith, managed to invest in her education. She embarked on her nursing journey, excelling academically despite the family's financial constraints. A recent move to a seemingly innocuous yet affordable house marked the beginning of a descent into darkness. As the moon waned on amavase nights, an unsettling transformation gripped the young girl. Strange behaviors festered beneath the surface, unnoticed by her oblivious parents. A cycle of weird occurrences marked each a...

  Dreadful Nuptials: A Haunting Tale of Love and the Malevolent Night Journey In the eerie tale of a couple, a man from the IT department sought a girl for marriage. After an exhaustive search, he discovered his dream girl. When he went to meet her, she wore a hauntingly green saree and served him tea. As he took the tea, a chilling smile played on her lips, and he felt like he had stepped into a realm beyond. With bated breath, he proposed, and to his delight, she agreed. They began to date and eventually tied the knot. However, the day of their marriage concealed a horror that lurked in the shadows, unbeknownst to all. After completing the marriage rituals, the couple embarked on their journey to the husband's house. Due to delayed rituals, they set out late into the night, traveling through a desolate area. As they passed through the pitch-dark road, the bride experienced a nightmare. In the dream, a sinister voice vowed to age her rapidly and claim her life within a year. She a...

Whispers in the Shadows: A Chilling Tale of Design Aspirations and Dormant Horrors Hello, I'm a cheerful and aspiring young woman with a passion for design. Determined to pursue my dream, I enrolled in a design course located far from my home. In order to focus on my studies, I opted to stay in the hostel, an experience that completely transformed my life. On the first day at the hostel, I faced the challenges of initiation from the senior students, but eventually, we became friends. While the design training progressed smoothly, I started noticing unsettling signs in the hostel. Despite negative reviews and warnings about its proximity to the training center, I chose to stay there. A peculiar comment caught my attention, suggesting that the hostel might be haunted. Curiosity and a hint of fear lingered as I inquired about it from senior hostel mates, who confirmed the eerie presence and advised caution after midnight. My first night in the hostel was marked by a restless mind fill...

Room 303: The Haunting at The Abandoned Hotel In the eerie hush of the night, gathered around a flickering campfire, my friends and I swapped spine-chilling stories during our engineering trip to Mysore. It was the perfect setting for tales of terror, and one story, in particular, still haunts my nightmares. It was a story shared by a friend, one that his uncle had experienced. Little did I know that this story would plunge us into a nightmarish world more horrifying than any horror movie. His uncle was a successful entrepreneur in the hotel business, owning several establishments in the city. However, he was on the lookout for a new acquisition. One day, he stumbled upon a newspaper advertisement for a hotel being sold at an unbelievably low price. Intrigued, he couldn't resist the temptation to investigate. The location was perfect – in the heart of the city and close to the main roads. With no hesitation, he decided to buy the hotel. After the paperwork was completed, he became ...

In the dimly lit room, I gathered my friends around, eager to share a chilling tale passed down from my grandfather. Before I recount his bone-chilling encounter, allow me to paint a picture of my dear grandfather—a joyful and talented man, skilled in music, capable of playing the flute, tabla, piano, and more. He was a maestro in dance, mastering the art of both Kathak and Bharatanatyam. Yet, amidst all his passions, one thing held a peculiar grip on his heart—fish. He couldn't bear a day without this aquatic delicacy; it had to accompany every meal, or he'd refuse to eat anything else. This eerie tale harks back some forty years, to a time when the world was a vastly different place. My grandfather resided in a quaint little village known as Kumta. In those days, the road leading to his home was a haunting path. No streetlights dared to pierce the darkness, and dense forests loomed ominously on either side. But things have changed drastically since then, as you'll soon se...

 Haunted Hotel Experience It was a seemingly ordinary day, and I had completed my routine tasks at home – brushing, bathing, having breakfast, and getting ready for work. I was fortunate to have the option to work from home, which I preferred, as I didn't want to lead the bustling life of Bangalore. Despite its beauty and charm, Bangalore had always felt like a place where people journeyed to earn and start anew. Nevertheless, due to work, I found myself back in my hometown, sitting at my desk, opening my laptop to begin my daily tasks. The day progressed smoothly, and as usual, I attended the daily huddle at 5 pm. To my dismay, my manager informed me that I had to travel to Bangalore to meet a client. Although it was only for two days, I couldn't help but sigh at the thought of returning to the city. My manager, however, offered accommodation for those two days at a hotel near the client's location. Grudgingly, I agreed and began searching for a suitable hotel. After readi...

 Mystery Encounter Unforgettable Once upon a time, a group of friends attending school hatched a plan to take an early morning walk at 4 AM. They prepared for the adventure by gathering essential items like torches. The destination they chose was a serene green area, devoid of street lights, promising an exciting and enjoyable experience. Excitedly, they set out on their journey, illuminating their path with the aid of torchlights. As they strolled along, immersed in laughter and banter, an unexpected twist took place when one of the torchlights suddenly ceased to function, plunging them into total darkness. In the midst of this confusion, the group of friends, consisting of both senior and junior boys and girls, began to feel a sense of unease in this forested area. It was at this moment that they heard a faint voice approaching them—a voice that belonged to a mysterious grandma figure. Initially startled, they gradually felt at ease in her presence and struck up a conversation. G...