S01 - EP15 - I Wish It Could Be Christmas Every Day by Willerby | An uncanny Christmas horror story
Haunted UK Fiction: Tales of the Supernatural, Paranormal, and UncannyShow Notes
A Christmas Tree that doesn't want Christmas to end, a true case of by careful what you wish for!
“I wish it could be Christmas every day,” she whispered, like a prayer or a spell, and then whispered it again without meaning to… "
.As the decorations come down and the season slips away, one quiet wish begins to take hold, and something in Willerby listens.This original paranormal horror story explores festive folklore, lingering magic, and the terrifying consequences of wanting something just a little too much.
If you enjoy this story, continue your listening with: One Always Comes Back (a haunting tale where something refuses to stay gone) Fossils (a disturbing discovery from Willerby, where the past is never truly buried) The Retribution of Parson Beelzebub Brown (a dark Christmas horror where something comes to collect)
About the Story I Wish It Could Be Christmas Every Day comes from the mysterious town of Willerby — a place that seems to exist slightly out of step with the rest of the world.These stories were discovered during the early planning stages of Haunted UK Fiction, on a website dedicated to documenting the town and its inhabitants. The identity of those behind it remains unknown, but permission was granted to share these accounts under a number of unusual conditions.You can explore more at: WelcomToWillerby.co.uk Instagram: @WillerbyVillage
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Credits: Story by Willerby Narrated by Steven Holloway Script prepared by Melissa West Produced by Pink Flamingo Home Studio
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Enter the world of Haunted UK Fiction — a paranormal fiction podcast and sister show to the Haunted UK Podcast.We bring you original supernatural stories, ghost stories, and eerie fiction written by authors from the UK and around the world. From hauntings and poltergeists to strange creatures, folklore, and the unexplained, each episode features professionally narrated horror and paranormal fiction designed to unsettle, intrigue, and stay with you long after listening.If you enjoy atmospheric storytelling, dark fiction, and immersive audio experiences, Haunted UK Fiction is your home for weekly supernatural tales.
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