Annie Horror Film Novels & Stories

We're havin' a horror movie marathon and I must complete the movies on the list! 3:47 PM: PLEASE MAMA?! Mom 4:06 PM: That depends. What movies are on the list? Dillon 4:13 PM: Scream, all the Freddies, The Excorcism of Emily Rose, Psycho, and maybe a comedy like Beatlegeus Mom 5:01 PM: Since Psycho is on there, then yes. Yes you may. Only because you just have tech school till after Labour Day! Say hi to Tony for me and DON'T STAY UP TOO LATE!

Rose's voice, filled with respect and sadistic authority, addresses the silence that reigns in the room: "You evil spirit that inhabits this body..." “I order you to leave immediately, without causing her any harm!” No sooner had he spoken than a hysterical, hoarse laugh erupted, echoing through the air. It was deep, savage, and strange, for it sprang from the very heart of the earth, from the depths of darkness itself. The walls of the villa trembled beneath its force, the windows rattled violently, and the hall transformed into a nightmarish stage where shifting shadows danced in rhythm with the infernal laughter, the intensity of all efforts at silence. Detective Mohammed stood beside Sus

When the first proper scare hit he made a sound and grabbed my arm without thinking, then immediately let go and sat up very straight. “I’m fine,” he said to no one. “I know,” I said. “That was just reflexive.” “Shane.” “Yes?” “Watch the movie.” Deon, from the other side, made a noise that was definitely a laugh disguised badly as a cough. Nadia threw popcorn at him. The film was genuinely unsettling in the slow, creeping way that good horror was and definitely didn’t rely on sudden sounds but on the wrong thing being in the corner of the frame for just a beat too long. By the halfway point even I was sitting slightly forward.

I gulped as this was exactly what happened in the movie Conjuring. As soon as the scene of the rocking chair with the ghost and Annabelle sitting on it crossed my mind, my heart started beating painfully fast. I knew that I would surely die of my imagination someday. I couldn't help but curse internally repeatedly. I just hoped it would be Diego, Luna Queen, or some other living being, not some ghost.

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

We got to the lady collecting the tickets and I glanced at the banner of the movie at the entrance of the theater room. "This looks like a horror movie." I raised my eyebrows at it. "Because it is a horror movie," the lady replied as she motioned us to go in. My eyes widened as I glanced at Dave. "You brought me here to watch a horror movie?" "Yeah, what's wrong with that?" He gave me a confused look. "I don't do well with horror movies," I whisper-yelled because I didn't want to draw the attention of other people. "I always feel like a ghost or zombie, whatever it is that was in the movie is out to get me too."

In a nice voice I reply “Just had the scariest nightmare of my life. Why are you awake at 2 in the morning?” If I had of called anyone else, they would have ripped my head off for calling at such an ungodly hour. “Oh, you poor baby, its okay it was just a nightmare.” She purrs. There’s a short pause before she says “Aaron is over and we are watching horror movies, my

I felt and heard him saying, it seemed. The creature turned my way and looked right into my eyes, which might have seeped through my soul because as I looked right back into its eyes, what seemed to be more than just a recollection of my dreams clouded my mind. The images were so uncanny and scary and mind wrecking too that I had to slap my eyelid shut to prevent myself from seeing more. My hands frantically shot to my ears to keep them from hearing more unnerving sounds that appeared to be coming out from the eyes of the creature... If that was even possible.

"I was so frightened by her request that I scared her away. She disappeared and didn't come back until a month later. When she came back, she didn't look sad. She looked really furious. Around that time, my mom was pregnant for him the second time. He lost his job and didn't allow mom to work. For the whole year, bad things began to happen. He even got into a fight with some people and they almost killed him" "I see...The ghost-girl's work" Juana mumbled. "I was too young to understand everything. But I knew some things. The beating got worse when he found out I saw a girl-ghost. I think he was really scared that the girl he killed has come to haunt him down" "The beating?"

Those who don’t have immortality crave it and those who do have it, resent it. “Sophia! Get ready! You will be late!” A lady screamed, her voice reverberating through every wall in the house. “Arrrghhh! I can’t get any fucking reading done!” Sophia cussed under her breath. Sophia was an aspiring brunette writer in her late teens about to start college. She was a fit lady with shoulder-length hair, she had glasses on with an open book right in front of her. Her room was like the room of any teenager her age, except she had posters of famous gore movies and comics plastered across every corner on her walls, unlike the average teenagers that were all about boys.