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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Horror
- Subject: Ghost Stories / Paranormal
- Published: 07/01/2020
Visions
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The moon is shining bright and the weather is clear. Its night time but there's a noise of vehicles all around on the roads. People can be seen chattering and enjoying their nightly walk.
After reading a lot of horror stories on Storystar you finally drift off to sleep. You see a dream. A lucid dream...
You are standing on the road outside, facing your home. The atmosphere has suddenly changed. It's raining really hard. A thick layer of dark clouds has covered the sky. The street lamps are turned off. There's not a soul on the street. Shadows are forming deadly patterns around you. Everything is dead silent except the loud pattering sound of the raindrops.
You don't know why, but you are not at all scared. You are feeling confident and fearless. You decide that you'll get inside your home and wake yourself up. Why? You don't know. But you are curious to see what happens.
You walk towards the door of your home. You stop in front of the door. It's closed. You give three hard knocks.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
You spring up from the bed. You are sweating. Your heart is thumping. You are sure you heard the knocks. You are as scared as hell. You tell yourself that it's your imagination. You decide that it's your imagination; and go back to sleep...
Again, you are standing alone on the road. The atmosphere is same. Clouds, shadows, rain, everything is there. Only one thing has changed. This time, the door of your home is open.
You move inside. Your house looks different. It is darker than usual. The corners are so dark that it's impossible to see anything there. The ceiling is covered with cobwebs. The skin of the statue beside the table looks rotten, and blood is rolling down from its eyes. You get a constant feeling as if you are being watched.
You enter the kitchen. You pull the drawer and grab the biggest meat knife you have. You can see your reflection in the huge blade. There's an evil grin on it's face. You close the drawer.
CLASH!
You spring up from your bed. You are sure you heard the sound of spoons and knives as you closed the drawer. This time you can't give yourself a reason. It's serious. Now you know that whatever you just saw weren't dreams. They are some kind of visions. You have to do something. But somewhere in the corner of your mind you are still thinking that they may be dreams. You decide that you'll sleep again, and if the same thing repeats, then you'll be sure that they aren't dreams. You sleep again...
You are climbing the stairs.
You wake up again. Okay they are visions and they are real. You have no time to think. You should sleep again to know your location in the dream. To know where the other 'you' has reached. Again, you fall asleep...
You have climbed up the stairs. You are facing the door of your bedroom. An extreme desire to kill yourself is burning inside you. You are curious to see what will happen if you kill yourself. But at the same time, you are fearing to die. But your curiosity is getting over you. You want to wake up. But in the dream, you don't know how to wake up. You raise you hand. "Wake up!" You punch at the door. "Oh please wake up!"
BANG!
You get up from the bed. Chills are running down your spine. You are getting goosebumps. It takes some time for you to notice that you are holding a knife in your hand. It's the same meat knife which you picked up from the kitchen. This time, the reflection in the blade looks terrified. You start feeling braver. You know that the other you is waiting on the other side of the door. To save yourself, you need to open the door and kill him there itself. It's the last option left with you now.
You walk towards the door. You grab the door knob. You pause for a moment. You take a deep breath. You open the door and give a strong slash with the knife. But there's no one. You look at the stairs. They are empty. Your home looks as usual. You wipe off the sweat from your forehead. It's not the correct time to sleep. Maybe you will see the vision again if you close your eyes. You need to know the location of the other 'you'.
You close your eyes...
You see yourself from behind. You look delicious. It's too late to turn around.
Visions(Pratik)
The moon is shining bright and the weather is clear. Its night time but there's a noise of vehicles all around on the roads. People can be seen chattering and enjoying their nightly walk.
After reading a lot of horror stories on Storystar you finally drift off to sleep. You see a dream. A lucid dream...
You are standing on the road outside, facing your home. The atmosphere has suddenly changed. It's raining really hard. A thick layer of dark clouds has covered the sky. The street lamps are turned off. There's not a soul on the street. Shadows are forming deadly patterns around you. Everything is dead silent except the loud pattering sound of the raindrops.
You don't know why, but you are not at all scared. You are feeling confident and fearless. You decide that you'll get inside your home and wake yourself up. Why? You don't know. But you are curious to see what happens.
You walk towards the door of your home. You stop in front of the door. It's closed. You give three hard knocks.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
You spring up from the bed. You are sweating. Your heart is thumping. You are sure you heard the knocks. You are as scared as hell. You tell yourself that it's your imagination. You decide that it's your imagination; and go back to sleep...
Again, you are standing alone on the road. The atmosphere is same. Clouds, shadows, rain, everything is there. Only one thing has changed. This time, the door of your home is open.
You move inside. Your house looks different. It is darker than usual. The corners are so dark that it's impossible to see anything there. The ceiling is covered with cobwebs. The skin of the statue beside the table looks rotten, and blood is rolling down from its eyes. You get a constant feeling as if you are being watched.
You enter the kitchen. You pull the drawer and grab the biggest meat knife you have. You can see your reflection in the huge blade. There's an evil grin on it's face. You close the drawer.
CLASH!
You spring up from your bed. You are sure you heard the sound of spoons and knives as you closed the drawer. This time you can't give yourself a reason. It's serious. Now you know that whatever you just saw weren't dreams. They are some kind of visions. You have to do something. But somewhere in the corner of your mind you are still thinking that they may be dreams. You decide that you'll sleep again, and if the same thing repeats, then you'll be sure that they aren't dreams. You sleep again...
You are climbing the stairs.
You wake up again. Okay they are visions and they are real. You have no time to think. You should sleep again to know your location in the dream. To know where the other 'you' has reached. Again, you fall asleep...
You have climbed up the stairs. You are facing the door of your bedroom. An extreme desire to kill yourself is burning inside you. You are curious to see what will happen if you kill yourself. But at the same time, you are fearing to die. But your curiosity is getting over you. You want to wake up. But in the dream, you don't know how to wake up. You raise you hand. "Wake up!" You punch at the door. "Oh please wake up!"
BANG!
You get up from the bed. Chills are running down your spine. You are getting goosebumps. It takes some time for you to notice that you are holding a knife in your hand. It's the same meat knife which you picked up from the kitchen. This time, the reflection in the blade looks terrified. You start feeling braver. You know that the other you is waiting on the other side of the door. To save yourself, you need to open the door and kill him there itself. It's the last option left with you now.
You walk towards the door. You grab the door knob. You pause for a moment. You take a deep breath. You open the door and give a strong slash with the knife. But there's no one. You look at the stairs. They are empty. Your home looks as usual. You wipe off the sweat from your forehead. It's not the correct time to sleep. Maybe you will see the vision again if you close your eyes. You need to know the location of the other 'you'.
You close your eyes...
You see yourself from behind. You look delicious. It's too late to turn around.
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Hafsa bint-e-rashid
07/14/2020Hey!! 'M waiting for another story of yaa!!
Please koi publish krdo>>
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Kevin Hughes
07/07/2020Pratik,
It deserves to be StoryStar of the Day...and so do you! Congrats, and I agree with Kanishka's comment!
Smiles, Kevin
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Kanishka Roy
07/08/2020I'm glad that you hold me at such a high pedestal
...... thank you Pratik. I must tell you, you are doing everything right. Keep it up!
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Pratik
07/07/2020Kanishka! It's you! A comment from you!
I can't explain how happy I am! Thanks for the comment bhaiya!
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Hafsa bint-e-rashid
07/07/2020HAPPY SHORT STORY STAR OF THE DAY! Pratik
I AM SORRY FOR BEING LATE, I JUST NOTICED
YOU ARE WONDERFUL WITH YOUR GENRES
THIS STORY TRULY DESERVES MORE LIKES AND FIVE STARS!!!
Keep up the great work...Keep writing
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Pratik
07/07/2020Thanks Hafsa. Don't apologise to being late. The quality of your comment matters more than it's timeliness.
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JD
07/07/2020I am definitely not 'annoyed' by you, Pratik. I'm glad you don't think that anymore! : )
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Pratik
07/06/2020Thanks Julie.
I was flattered when you said,
"We are happy to have you as part of our community of writers and readers! :-)" below Kevin's story 'Thank you Storystar'.
First I thought you maybe annoyed because of me. But now I know, you aren't. Really thanks, it means a lot.
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Kevin Hughes
07/03/2020Pratik,
When Gail and Jason love your horror stories (and wait until Hazel reads this) you know you did well. Horror is my least favorite genre ...but...when it is well written, thoughtful, and unexpected....well, you get five stars!
Smiles, Kevin
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Pratik
07/03/2020Thanks for the 5 stars Kevin.
"When Gail and Jason love your horror stories (and wait until Hazel reads this) you know you did well."
Absolutely. But you forgot to write 'Kevin' in the sentence.
:-)
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Gail Moore
07/02/2020Pratik, Really well written and one of your best yet.
I have noticed that horror is what you like best.
I like a good horror also.
Well done :-)
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Chaitali
07/02/2020I'm really scared, that was one of the best hooror story I had read till now.
Woooooooowwww
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Pratik
07/02/2020Look, first of all you were friends. Then you both fought with each other. And you were sad. So now on your comment you say that she is not your friend really. Then you say that you went to make pineapple juice for her. This shows that you are still friends. Then she deletes most of the things from your phone. This again shows that you aren't good friends.
I am confused.
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Chaitali
07/02/2020Hey everyone,
I want to tell you something,
None of my friend died, it was a prank, no not a prank, it was my friend ( not really) who came to my house, when I was gone to make her pineapple juice, she texted you all on the group and she deleted my kik app, she blocked some of my watsapp messages and much more. ( pratik you know her she is the same girl I told you about that restaurant fight)
So she did a huge mess to my mobile, I think there are much more of her deeds to discover.
I'm sorry for this.
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JD
07/01/2020That was creepy but interesting and thought provoking. My question is... why are you reading only horror stories before bed?
Not a GOOD way to get a restful night of sleep, Pratik! But it seems to have inspired this story, so I guess it's okay! : )
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JD
07/02/2020Hahaha!
Well, you certainly do have a lot of them to read here on Storystar! So enjoy your sleepless nights and nightmares, Pratik! :-)
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Pratik
07/01/2020Who cares of a restful sleep? It's not FUN to sleep if you don't read horror stories. ;)
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Hafsa bint-e-rashid
07/01/2020How about you take a warm shower this time?
;-)
Any ways as usual great work, pratik
I am obsessing over your talent of writing such wonderful, catchy stories!!
Go on, Go ahead , Prosper in your life....
DO YOU HAVE A PICTURE OF THIS GAME CHARACTER ON YOUR G-MAIL ID??
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Helsa
07/01/2020Whoah! A chill in my spine for your horror stories! I really liked it especially the ultimate ending.
Keep writing! Regards;
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Hafsa bint-e-rashid
07/02/2020HELSA CHECK YOUR HANGOUT PLEASE!!
TELL ME IF YOU RECEIVED MY INVITATION, IF YOU DID PLEASE ACCEPT IT
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