I have marked in traveling how lonely houses change their expression as you come near, pass, and leave them. Some frown, others smile. The Bible buildings had life of their own and human diseases; the priests cursed or blessed them as men.
Emma Frances DawsonTags: ghost haunted-house
It had begun to be present to him after the first fortnight, it had broken out with the oddest abruptness, this particular wanton wonderment: it met him there--and this was the image under which he himself judged the matter, or at least, not a little, thrilled and flushed with it--very much as he might have been met by some strange figure, some unexpected occupant, at a turn of one of the dim passages of an empty house. The quaint analogy quite hauntingly remained with him, when he didn't indeed rather improve it by a still intenser form: that of his opening a door behind which he would have made sure of finding nothing, a door into a room shuttered and void, and yet so coming, with a great suppressed start, on some quite erect confronting presence, something planted in the middle of the place and facing him through the dusk.
Henry JamesTags: haunting ghost haunted-house
He asked, looking at her dark-rimmed eyes, "You do not sleep?"
She shivered. "No. I do not want to sleep any more. I sleep too much already. It is so cold, where Quincy sends me in my sleep. Deep into the house, farther in, not into the house we see. It is as if that house were a face, and when you see a face you can't see the brain or the thoughts of the person behind it. And it is so strange - the house inside the house."
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"How is it strange - this that you call the house inside the house?"
She said vaguely, her eyes growing glassy, "Strange. Shapes change, and sizes. The rooms are different: bigger and blacker and longer and the shadows are full of things. Creatures - or sometimes the rooms get smaller, fewer, and the furnishings change and change, like the scenes in a kaleidoscope, and I see the people in the portraits walking about in them.
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Dear Miranda Silver,
This house is bigger than you know! There are extra floors, with lots of people in them. They are looking people. They look at you, and they never move. We do not like them. We do not like this house, and we are glad to be going away. This is the end of our letter.
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In the dark behind the glare of the television, like a mannequin behind it, I could see a silhouette and it wasn’t moving. It was maybe six foot high with its shoulders hunched and I blinked to make sure it was real. The TV fuzzed grey and white and black and I had a lump in my throat that I couldn’t swallow away. “Rory” I whispered. Clawing out gently beneath the duvet cover, reaching for his hand. But I couldn’t find it. And he didn’t answer.
Kate ChismanTags: night horror haunted girl ghosts nightmares stalking terror nightmare ghost scary frightened stalker scream frightening haunted-house
The scratching came from the attic. At night, when Rory turned out the light I would lie awake and wait for it to skit, skit, skit lightly across the floorboards above our heads and down behind the water pipes.
Kate ChismanTags: horror haunted ghosts fright terror ghost frightened haunted-house haunted-houses horror-story
The chandelier was wearing on its rubber support and the crack at the side of the ceiling hold was getting bigger. “One day that’s going to fall on us and spear you through the heart,” he said. I turned to kiss him on the shoulder and closed my eyes.
Kate ChismanTags: fear kiss heart night horror haunted girl nightmares terror ghost horror-romance haunted-house ghost-stories
The diamonds glinted under the glare of the chandelier and they looked like a thousand spider eyes
Kate ChismanTags: horror haunted ghosts diamonds terror spiders haunting horror-romance haunted-house jewellery chandelier
These were the things we would never notice were missing.
Kate ChismanTags: horror haunted ghosts lovers missing ghost creepy stalker horror-romance haunted-house
I turned to him and he reached for my hand. It would have been easier to walk away. But the wind still blew around us and the house still stood.
Kate ChismanTags: fear love relationships horror togetherness haunted ghosts relationship lovers hardship terror together ghost hard creepy stalker haunted-house creep stalkers fearful stalked horror-story
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