Ghostface What Your Favorite Scary Movie 소설 & 이야기

"No. Don't. It's really creepy." "What exactly did you see?" "G-ghost?" replied Feli uncertainly. "Ghost?" "Y-yes, a ghost. I saw a horror movie trailer and the appearance of the ghost surprised me." "Are you afraid of ghosts?" Feli immediately shook her head. "I'm just surprised." "Is that so? Then let me see. I don't happen to be afraid of ghosts either." Feli swallowed saliva with difficulty. The cell phone in both hands was gripped tightly. "I already changed it. S-so the trailer is gone."

" hmmm I suppose you are right. After all, it isn't due till next year" With that Ramon quicken his passe and within an hour we got back to my place. *** "C'mon uwana you promised. Soo is it Goosebumps 1&2 or A trip to hell" "No, I didn't promise, and please those movies are just way too creepy " "Um sorry to bust your bubble's missy but it's Halloweens eves, what better way to get your scare on than to watch a scary movie" "Fine if we must watch a movie that'll freak the hell outta me and give me nightmares then it should be Goosebumps 1&2"

Amy Waltson nodded, "Oh." Max ignored her and went straight back to the room. After entering the house, Amy Waltson looked around and couldn't help but shudder. She trot to the bed and covered herself with the quilt. That's why she didn't watch horror movies when she was young. She is courageous enough to watch science fiction films, but never see ghost movies. Because she always feel that things in science fiction movies are impractical, but ghost stories seem to be very close to me. After all, the ancient myths have been read from childhood, and the sequelae are not covered.

But none of her friends or colleagues was so childish they'd send a masked delivery guy dressed like a hitman just to scare her—unless… The thought was too unsettling, so she firmly pushed it to the back of her mind, licking her suddenly dry lips as she forced the words out of her parched throat, "who are you?" "My friend sent me," Ghostface replied, offering no other details. Camille didn't know what was more disturbing—the dead look in his glassy eyes or the fact that she couldn't see his lips move beneath the freaky mask whenever he spoke.

trembling vigorously as I engulfed myself in a tight hug, desperately trying to protect myself with my little frail hands. I hated horror movies right from my childhood. especially Ghosts. it might be childish but I could pee my pants just from watching those movies but surprisingly, it came pass when i had to witness the sad and gore scene of my father's head being snapped off cleanly with a dagger as if he was a chicken.

This was why I wished I was funnier. “Tell me about the new movie you watched.” He says finally, returning to the chicken. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding, and hurriedly launched into a spiel about the movie I liked. He smiled at my over exaggerated arm movements, and when I changed the tone of my voice. “It’s supposed to be scary, why are you laughing?” I ask in exasperation. Although, I secretly enjoyed seeing him smile, another memory to keep forever. “Why do you like scary movies so much? I know you watch every genre, but you specially favor the scary ones.” He says as he stir fried vegetables. None of it was broccoli, thank God.

" He inquired. "I enjoy classical and alternative music. In terms of cinema, I prefer seeing scary films." I answered. "I hate scary movies." "It's hard to dislike scary movies? They truly are incredible." "All right, let me clarify. I can make terrifying films. Alien ghosts, I can handle that. I will puke now if you add gore to the mix. I have a very weak stomach when it comes to blood and gore, which is pretty embarrassing." He answered. "That's why you went to school for business and not anything in the medical field, right?" Startled by what he told me, I laughed.

" I muttered, giving a smile to lighten the mood. He gave a crooked smile without taking his eyes off the screen. '' There's nothing like a classic. Jason is unbeatable.'' '' Jason is from Friday the 13th.'' I retorted, laughing. ''Michael Myers is from Halloween.'' He looked at me sideways and laughed. '' See? You know it too.'' I rolled my eyes, trying to concentrate on the scene, but, as usual, the movie soon caught me off guard. The music went up in pitch, and before I knew it, I was startled into jumping up and down on the sofa. I let out an involuntary yelp, and at the same moment, I felt Timmy's arms pulling me up. '' I knew it would get you by the end of the night. '' he said, laugh

When she was thirsty, she moved over to Ambrose's side and took a sip of Coke. Ambrose said that Coke wasn't healthy and didn't allow her to drink too much. Even though Ambrose was nagging at her, Larissa only felt complete bliss. Just as Larissa was eating happily, a ghost appeared suddenly on the screen. The audience was shocked and screams resounded throughout the cinema. There was even someone who'd upset their popcorn because they'd been too frightened. Ambrose looked bemused as he watched Larissa, who looked extremely excited. When they were choosing movies, Owen had come up to him and whispered that a horror movie would be the best choice.

She weakly mumbled. "Any justified reason?" "I'll tell you later, right now isn't a good time." Elisa leaned back as she placed her bare legs on the crystal table infront of us. I nodded and averted my eyes back on the huge screen. The movie was quite shit to be very honest, didn't had any jump scares nor even a realistic ghost. From my peripheral vision I saw Stella hide her face in the crook of his neck when a bloody man suddenly screamed out of nowhere.