The Truth Behind Terrifying Dreams – Horror Story That Will Haunt You

 

Ravi had been suffering from nightmares for weeks. Every night, he saw the same dream: a dark room, a broken mirror, and a faceless figure whispering his name. At first, he brushed it off as stress, but soon the dreams began to feel too real.

One night, Ravi woke up at exactly 3 a.m. He was sweating, his heart pounding. When he looked around his room, he froze. The broken mirror from his dream was now hanging on his wall. He knew he had never owned such a mirror.

Suddenly, a faint whisper echoed, “Ravi…” The same voice from his nightmares. His body went cold as he saw a shadow standing at the corner of his room. He tried to scream, but no sound came out.

The shadow slowly moved closer, its presence suffocating. Ravi shut his eyes, hoping it would vanish, but when he opened them, the faceless figure was right beside his bed.

From that night on, Ravi was never seen again. Some say his soul is still trapped in that nightmare, reliving the terror 

forever.

👹 Haunted Doll Story – The Cursed Toy That Traps Souls | Scary Horror Story

 

In a small village, there was an abandoned house no one dared to enter. Inside that house lay a doll, covered in dust, with broken glass eyes that seemed to follow anyone who looked at it. Legend said the doll once belonged to a little girl who died tragically in the same house. Since then, her restless spirit was believed to have entered the doll.

One stormy night, a curious traveler decided to stay inside the house for shelter. As midnight approached, he heard soft laughter echoing from the empty rooms. The sound grew closer until he saw the doll sitting on the broken chair, its head slowly turning towards him. Terrified, he tried to escape, but the doors wouldn’t open. Suddenly, tiny footsteps echoed around him though no one was there. The doll’s lips appeared to curve into a faint smile.

The next morning, villagers found the house silent. The traveler was gone, but the doll now had fresh stains on its dress—dark red, like blood. Some say the doll still waits for its next victim, feeding on the souls of those who dare to disturb its cursed h

ome.