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He added. Iero and Aria sighed in relief, though still felt scared. After all, it was a true story. And, even if they haven’t seen a ghost before, but based from Hierro’s story, ghosts should be scary. They decided not to stay up late. “So, is it my turn now?” Reyan asked and smiled. Iero and Aria froze. Then, they stared at Reyan. If Hierro’s story scared them, what more would Reyan’s story be? But, even if they feel that Reyan’s story would be scarier, they can’t help but want to listen.

She didn't want to hear anymore of the frightening story. "Don't tell me you're all scared. It's a myth, I made it up!" John smirked, his eyes gazing at the scared faces of his girlfriend and friends. "Ha ha ha, scared? I've never been scared of anything in my life!" Rocky roared in laughter as he rose from the ground. "Scary stories don't scare me. I'm gonna pee!" He uttered still grinning. "Don't wander far into the woods, you never know who you'll meet." John warned in a playful but spooky voice.

I fell asleep towards the end. "You said you weren't scared?" Camila argues. "You said it was a boring movie. You slept." I chuckle. "Well, I lied. I only put on a brave face." "That must have been a scary movie. You must've been scared, Lippy," Hearing says my nickname makes my body feel sick. Leah peeks her way through my conversation with Camila. "But you must know scary movies are just make-believe stories. There is no such thing as Freddy Kruger or Jason. It's okay to be scared; as adults, we see those movies as not real. Even children can tell the difference between fiction and non-fiction."

all of us went quiet and I am imagining a crow leaving a white dot poop between us. It's awkward. I fake a groan and act like I was really scared, rubbing my shoulders in so-called fear, " Yeah, it's scary, I can feel my goosebumps now." " Yeah, me too, it makes me hungry." I eyed Patty who talks about hunger in times like this. Krisha agreed with us and just nodded like she was ng that we are. Patty's next and her horror story was so scary, that I almost fart on my seat. Her horror story was when she woke up in their house, no food are left on the fridge and she wasn't eating for the whole day until her parents arrived home scary right? I wish Sheena is here, she makes sense of horror stori

As I lay in discomfort I can’t help but think back to the chilling night that I almost met near death; a flurry of blurred images replaying in my mind as I recall the chilling sensation of being hunted like helpless prey, hazily recalling the abrupt awakening in the dead of night as the malevolent creatures descended upon us while we scampered to our feet ready to flee. Tears begin to gather in the corner of my eyes as Fara’s small, frightened face seers into my mind's view as I remember how she trembled with fright as she watched her sister struggle in an unfair battle that night as the monster's numbers doubled our very own. I snivel shakily thinking of how Ash’s eyes glazed over with fear

I scream at him. "Sorry, she's not a piece of property, and she doesn't want you." He punches me in the face, breaking my nose again. "This is my mate Simon. This isn't who I wanted to introduce you to, though. Say hello to Leila and Hunter." I look toward the stairs but don't see anyone. Who is she talking about? I get ready to ask her when suddenly, where Krystal and Simon were standing, there are two enormous snow leopards. As they come toward me growling, I vomit. Oh, shit, I finally understand what Krystal was saying. I'm not leaving because I'm going to die. For the first time in my life, I fear my pathetic wife.

Holding my head, I feel dizzy, somehow, I could see my friends… their end… no… Just one moment I can see someone falling on the roof, and then someone gets hit by a car, someone was hit on the head, and in one moment there is now water… corpse… dead bodies lying on the ground, faces filled with blood, this is so horrifying… I want to vomit… This… this is ninth… But what is more terrifying is that all of them… I can’t see their faces yet I know who they are… Glub glub glub I can even someone coughing while catching her breath… and the shouts that were tearing my ear off me… gunshots and all… even the skin ripped by a blade…

As the stories got scarier, I noticed a few of the younger pack members huddling closer to their parents, seeking comfort and reassurance. Soon, it was my turn to share a story. Feeling the weight of the moment, I cleared my throat and began my tale. "In a small village, there was a haunted mansion. It was said that the spirit of a vengeful witch roamed the halls, seeking revenge on anyone who dared to enter her domain..." I let my imagination run wild, conjuring spine-chilling scenes and mysterious characters. The pack leaned in closer, their eyes wide with fascination, hanging onto every word I spoke. The suspenseful atmosphere made my heart race with excitement.

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

Please! "Luuukkk!" I yelled out once more even if I feel so nervous. I brought a flashlight, but it will just act as a beacon of target for monsters. The night was at least peaceful, but still, my heart felt like being tore due to the fear I was feeling. This move I take is not safe. I know. Oh my Ghad! I'm not scared of werewolves and vampires. What I'm scared of the most are the ghosts! Yeah you hear me. The creepy things I often see in horror movies. Please, not me!