Short Horror Stories

If you are a fan of frightening tales of ghosts, hauntings, and the unexplained, then you are in the right place.  Short Horror Stories is here to provide you with some of the best ghostly tales in the world to frighten, entertain and delight you.

We do not deal in bloody tales of dismemberment and death, but try to stay true to the ‘spirit’ of the traditional ghost story.

Visitors here get free access to our favorite tales; some classic ghost stories, others new and unheard, modern tales, local legends.  Most are available to read, copy, or download for free.

We hope you find this a friendly, but haunted place to tickle your spine with a ghostly chill.

Sorrel Weed House – Savannah’s Most Terrifying Home

Posted by on Oct 2, 2013 in Haunted Houses, Local Legends | Comments Off

The Sorrel Weed House is an antebellum mansion in the historic district of Savannah, GA.  It is a beautiful house and really speaks to the elegance of the pre-Civil War era in Savannah.

This house, however, is also noted by many to be the most haunted spot in Savannah, and one of the most haunted in the country.  Visitors and citizens of Savannah both have claimed to see figures in windows, hear voices in the house, and even be touched by unseen hands.

As with all hauntings there are many variations of the story behind the unexplained occurrences that have been reported at the Sorrel-Weed House.  The most common story that you hear is that Mr. Sorrel was having an illicit affair with a female servant in his household by the name of Molly.  Upon learning of this treachery, poor Mrs. Sorrel, mad with grief, threw herself to her death from a top floor window.

Sorrel-Weed House

It was not long after when the young servant Molly was found hanging from the rafters of the Sorrel’s carriage house, dead from a possible suicide (or murder) although the facts remain unclear.

Since that time the house has maintained a reputation for being haunted, and the number of paranormal sightings and sounds floating around town is overwhelming.  So much so that in the mid-2000’s the Sci-Fi Channel’s television show Ghost Hunters decided to bring their cameras and recording equipment to the Sorrel-Weed House to do an investigation, and feature their findings in an upcoming episode.

The crew was performing an EVP (electronic voice phenomena) recording in the courtyard when it captured a terrifying sound.  The recording apparently captured what seems to be a woman’s voice crying out.  The words are hard to understand but seem to be saying “get out” or something similar.  If you have ever heard the recording you know how chilling it is.

There is a haunted tour in Savannah that takes you to the house at night, and plays the recording for you.  It is quite a thing to hear.  The tour tells you the story of the Sorrels and the slave girl Molly and also takes you to the basement where you can see the Voodoo markings of the slaves still on the floor.

With such a back story, the myriad of reports, not to mention the recording, it is no wonder the Sorrel-Weed House is considered Savannah’s most terrifying and haunted spot.

Before you go here are some videos that apparently have captured certain phenomena inside the house, plus the Ghost Hunter’s recording of the woman’s voice.

I can’t say for sure if they have been doctored or not, but they are interesting none the less.  Enjoy!


The Ghost Hunters Sorrel-Weed House EVP Recording


Look at the figure of a woman that shows in this video at the house







The Crossbones Inn

Posted by on Sep 30, 2013 in Local Legends, North Carolina Ghosts | Comments Off

I will tell you now the dark tale of the Crossbones Inn.  For it is indeed dark and deeply mysterious.  The woods and the trees in the old town of Whitsett, North Carolina have many secrets, both joyous and terrible. short horror stories

Many, many years ago during the time of the great Civil War, there was a kind and loving couple by the name of Rufus and Clarice Ingle.  As a younger couple, newly wedded and full of hopes and ideas they had dreamed together of someday owning their own inn.  Finally, when they had saved enough money they purchased a small piece of land, and built a cozy little inn upon it.  They aptly named it Ingle’s Inn.

Rufus had been a colonel in the Army of Northern Virginia during the war, and it was said that famous acquaintances of his such as the General Robert E Lee and James Longstreet would stop and lodge at the inn when passing through the area.

Now, every year on the second Saturday in October, Ingle’s Inn would host the great Harvest Ball, to which the townsfolk would come dressed in their best and celebrate the festive and plentiful time of the harvest.

These were happy times for the couple, but they were sadly not to last.  One year on the night of the ball, after the festivities had ceased and everyone had gone home, Rufus Ingle killed his wife Clarice with an old axe he had in a barn on the back property.

After this terrible act he walked across the stream to the garden where he used to sit in an old wooden chair, under his favorite shade tree, and laid down and died of unknown causes.

There was no explanation; no answer for this brutal act; no way to find closure or peace, and as is usual when life is taken so cruelly, the spirits of the departed struggle to find rest.

Rufus and Clarice were buried there in the old garden which eventually became a small cemetery.

Well, after that a shadow of darkness hung over the place, and no one would set foot in the old inn.  As the years of vacancy passed it grew up, and became run down and abandoned and some say…………haunted.

Yes, many people have said that oftentimes on the second Saturday in October on the anniversary of the last harvest ball you can see the ghost of Clarice wandering in the woods behind the inn still in her harvest ball gown.  Others say they have seen old Rufus’ ghost wandering the area of the graveyard across the creek or sitting by the cemetery in his favorite chair.

For those reasons the old Ingle Inn became known by folks in these parts as the Crossbones Inn, a place where none would dare to enter.

Well, many decades later the property was inherited by the descendants of Rufus and Clarice, and the old Inn was restored into a little cottage house.  To this day the old Ingle Inn where Rufus and Clarice entertained their guests that fateful night is inhabited by their family.

There remain many stories of strange and unusual sights and sounds in the woods behind the old inn and the graveyard by the creek, which have been unexplained and mysterious.

The Judge Adams Legend

Posted by on Aug 5, 2013 in Judge Adams Legend, Local Legends, North Carolina Ghosts | Comments Off

The Judge Adams Legend

Judge Adams Road

Judge Adams Legend Church

The White Church on Judge Adams Road

If you have never heard of the legend of Judge Adams do not feel alone.  There are few who have.  The story of the ghost that haunts the upper fork of the Alamance Creek in central North Carolina and the surrounding forests has been lost to time and chance.

There is no way to sufficiently elaborate in this short post about all that the story entails.  I do however, feel some responsibility to tell the story in full but only in time.  I have yet to determine how I will do so.  Too many may label me a fool or a liar to divulge what I know and speak of it as fact, but in time I believe I will disclose it all.

I may safely say that I alone may be the only living person who knows the true and complete story.  For it was I who discovered the manuscript in a box of withering documents that came into my keeping some years ago.  I cannot and will not speak to the circumstances that led these papers into my keeping.  Just know that the story is documented and penned by a first-hand witness to the events.  Written by a man who not only saw the ghost of Judge Adams on many occasions, but narrowly escaped his grasp, and survived to document everything as he witnessed it.

The true story was lost for centuries, but some evolved variations of the legend have existed in this area of central North Carolina for many years.

It all revolves around a lonely stretch of road in Rock Creek, NC.  It is a quaint and small community situated off of  Hwy 40/85 between Greensboro and Burlington North Carolina.   There just a mile or so from the highway is the road of which I speak.  It is called Judge Adams Road.  It is now partly paved, but in the past it was nothing but a deserted gravel road winding tightly into a dense forest and crossing the upper fork of the Alamance Creek.  At the entrance of the road stands a very old white church that  seems to bear more scars than what mere time and age have laid upon it.

It has been rumored for years that the road was haunted to some degree or the other, and there have always been tales of fear and unexplained events surrounding it.  Just where those stories came from I never knew until chance laid the true account into my keeping.

I am unsure as to how or when to divulge the story, but it will be at some point.  For now, I only want to introduce this new ghost story to those who are not from this area yet seek for such things, and to explain a little about the legend of Judge Adams Road.