Full Stop Punctuation Scary Novels & Stories

Reassuring. “I’m scared,” I admit. “You can be scared,” she says. “And still be brave.” We sit in silence after that, drinking tea, the weight of my thoughts a little easier now. I don’t understand everything yet—but I’m starting to. And maybe that’s enough for now.

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*S-c-r-e-e-e--c-c-h-h-h-h* The car came to a sudden stop, the screeching noise continued for almost a minute till the tyres finally stopped skidding and came to an abrupt halt, surrounding them and the car into a tiny storm of dust and pebbles that flew around due to sudden halt Everything went silent, nothing could be heard except for Mahira’s ragged breathings, her hands covered her ears, after about ten minutes when her breathings normalised it was still silent around them..so silent that the quiet felt deafening.

Rose felt her entire body go stiff and her blood freeze in her veins, her entire face turned white and she had to hold the nearest chair to stop herself from falling as her entire body trembled “What happened?, looks like you’re seeing a ghost!Am I that scary?,” He looked amused “Well, you didn’t seem to think like this that night when you were clamouring and forcing yourself all over me,” The man smiled cunningly as he took slow deliberate steps towards her that looked threatening and scary

I said silently closing my eyes I kept thinking of my childhood days, Im always scared of dark place because I usually see an old woman when its dark, the woman is so scary. God!!, I have to get out of here before I die because I have started seeing her again. I thought in tears Suddenly, I felt a touch on my ears and I started hearing sound of music I looked up and noticed Scotts earpiece on my ear I stared at him and he just smiled He turned on his phone touch light and everywhere became bright. He moved his hands closer to my face and cleaned my tears. Why are you crying baby? He asked looking into my eyes Baby? He called me baby? OMG!, I thought smiling

But he would have been less scary if only he wasn't chasing after me 'Think Cecelia. Think." I scolded myself. The one time that I need my brain to come up with a quick solution….. my brain stopped walking. The werewolf raised his fist, and I could see his long fang. It seems that the fang on his mouth keeps getting longer as the second's tick by. His sharp claws were about to land on me when I immediately shut my eyes. I was ready…. Ready for my death. 'Goodbye to you my baby Sophia!' I whisper within me while waiting for death to kiss me goodbye.

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; it "Finished-the-Sentence." "We aren't 'Killing' you!" Elen’s voice thundered through the "Incoherent-Mist." "We are 'Editing' you! We are giving you a 'Period' to end your 'Infinite-Run-on-Sentence'! Feel the 'Weight' of the 'Soot'! Feel the 'Finality' of the 'Bolt'!"

It’s Anthony Scarfo. The world seems to slow down into a terrifying, frame-by-frame nightmare. My vision blurs with pure fear, and I nearly trip over the hem of my own dress as I violently tear my eyes away, laser-focusing on the empty seat next to Julian. I sprint the last few steps, dropping into the cushion as if it’s a life raft.

Everything feels fragile. Like one wrong move and everything shatters. I just want to sleep. Forget. Breathe. But something stops me. There’s paper taped to my door. Small. Folded. My heart starts pounding again. Slow. Heavy. Bad feeling. Very bad. I peel it off. Hands shaking. Open it. Just one word. Written in thick black ink. Ugly. Messy. Aggressive. STOP. My stomach drops. No name. No explanation. Just that.