Short Stories Collection

29. Grace's Flower

Grace Manor isn't scary, according to the residents of Shadow Lake. There are tons of stories and rumors about how Grace Manor was hunted, especially on Halloween night. For example, one town resident said that a long time ago there was a Halloween party, and before midnight, they murdered the owner of the manor with no trace of evidence. Some people say she killed herself, and others say someone wanted to murder her because she had an affair with the mayor. No one's for sure, but for years we hunted the manor to where if a person walks into the manor, the door will shut behind them, and that person will go missing and may end up dead. There is a legend about her showing up at midnight on Halloween night, dressed in her wedding dress, veil while holding a white rose trying to invite someone to the secret garden of beautiful white rose where she murders a victim and that victim souls is trapped in on the manor grown for all eternity.

The manor is about a hundred years old, being untouched with cobwebs, furniture is covered in white cloth, dust every single inch, the windows have paint chipping off with dust covering the windows with some finger and handprints that were never washed off. The front door had an iron Victorian rose style door knocker with the letter G. People say if you walked up the door and knocked the door on Halloween night, you will be dead in a second with no way of escaping.

The young girl cautiously approached the haunted manor on Halloween night. The sky was draped in an inky darkness, with only a sliver of moonlight illuminating the eerie surroundings. The wind whispered through the trees, sending shivers down her spine. The dilapidated manor stood tall and imposing, its windows boarded up, and ivy snaking up its crumbling walls.

As she stepped onto the creaking porch, a chill ran through her body. The door groaned as she pushed it open, revealing a dimly lit interior filled with cobwebs. The girl's heart pounded in her chest as she ventured further into the unknown.

Every creak and sigh of the old house seemed to echo through the halls, heightening her senses. Shadows danced on the walls, casting sinister shapes that seemed to move on their own. The air was heavy with the scent of decay and mustiness, mingled with the faint aroma of candle wax.

She tiptoed through the hallways, her footsteps echoing in the silence. The floorboards protested with each step, threatening to give way beneath her. The girl's breath quickened as she entered a room adorned with faded portraits and dusty furniture. Moonlight streamed through a cracked window, casting an ethereal glow on the worn carpet.

As she explored further, the girl stumbled upon a secret passageway concealed behind a bookshelf. With trembling hands, she pushed it aside and stepped into a narrow, dimly lit tunnel. The walls were lined with ancient paintings, their subjects staring back at her with hollow eyes.

Her heart raced as she followed the twisting path, her fingers brushing against the damp stone. Suddenly, a distant howl pierced the silence, causing her to freeze in fear. She could feel the presence of something lurking in the darkness, watching her every move.

Summoning her courage, the girl pressed forward, finding herself in a vast, candlelit chamber. The room was adorned with a long dining table covered in dust and cobwebs. The flickering candle flames cast eerie shadows on the walls, revealing ghostly figures and dancing specters.

As she took in the macabre scene, a soft whisper echoed through the room. The girl turned, her eyes widening in terror as she saw a ghostly apparition floating before her. It beckoned her forward, its ethereal form glowing with an otherworldly light.

With trembling steps, she approached the apparition, her heart pounding in her chest. The ghostly figure extended a hand, inviting her to join in the spectral dance. With a mixture of fear and fascination, the young girl took the ghost's hand, and together they swirled and twirled in the haunted manor, lost in the ethereal world of Halloween night.

In that moment, the boundaries between the living and the dead blurred, as the young girl experienced a Halloween adventure like no other. When the sun rose, the ghostly figure vanished, leaving the young girl with a newfound appreciation of the ethereal world. She returned home with a magical story to tell. The young girl's experience changed her, and she began to look at the world differently. She saw the beauty of the unknown and the possibility of the unseen. She embraced the supernatural world with a newfound respect and curiosity. She became fascinated by the mysteries of the universe and the power of the unknown. She realized that fear of the unknown should not be a barrier to exploration and discovery. Instead, she embraced the unknown with an open heart and an open mind.