The little boy’s saccharine smile definitely hid something, and unnerved me. “Come with me,” he said, taking my sleeve and pulling me toward the darkness of the hallway, “I want to show you something.”
Tag: terror
Two-Sentence Horror Story #12
There’s nothing quite like waking up to a hot breakfast, already laid out on the table for you when you wake up in the morning. Particularly if you live alone, keep your doors locked, and don’t employ a cook.
Two-Sentence Horror Story #11
A stab of fear surged through my body as it shambled down the hall towards me, slowly, as if it knew I had nowhere else to go. I ducked back into the elevator, hitting the buttons again, repeatedly, but again they refused to respond in the slightest.
Two-Sentence Horror Story #10
The night was pitch black outside my window, and I couldn’t see anything beyond ink darkness. Then it opened its eyes and bared its fangs, and suddenly I could see my terror reflected starkly in them.
Two-Sentence Horror Story #9
I hate it when my parents send me down to the basement for something. It means I have to listen to the moans of the old man who died here long ago.
Two-Sentence Horror Story #8
I pounded at the mirror, desperate to get back to my side. From there, my double winked at me and held a forefinger over its mouth, smiling as it said, “Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of them.”
Two-Sentence Horror Story #7
The picture of my grandmother scowling had always scared me a little. Now it frightens me even more ever since I caught it/her grinning maliciously at me.
Two-Sentence Horror Story #6
The lonely dirt road down which I drove that night seemed especially foreboding under the blood moon. As my car ran out of gas and sputtered to a halt, I saw something lumbering towards me, its outline tinged with red.
Two-Sentence Horror Story #5
“What’s up?” asked a friendly male voice from the back seat of my car. “Not much,” I replied automatically, freezing inside even as I looked behind me to see empty space. **
**This one technically isn’t a fiction. This exact encounter happened to me one summer when I was home from college.
Two-Sentence Horror Story #4
I sleep alone some nights. It’s during those times when I fear the voices that arise from the dark.
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