Ghostface What Your Favorite Scary Movie Novels & Stories

He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me. "I read it in this book , there is a certain theory which say that people might have ghost clones, these clones looks and dresses exactly like the original you and they can do anything you can do. Sometimes if you are lucky you can have a good clone but if you are unlucky you are likely to have a bad and evil clone , which means you are unlucky because yours is evil" he explained. His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories.

I scream. Once that woman left I called my best hacker, tracker, and best friend Leo, also known as ghost around the family. He came in sensing my bad mood he got us both two glasses of scotch. Leo is only twenty-two but he's old for his age, life made him mature early. He joined the family a few years after me and even with the age gap between us, we became friends. He waited till I'm calm before asking me what's wrong.

I decided to start from the first floor. Since I already know the kitchen, I went down a hallway. I opened the first room. There was a big screen with a rack of CDs and couches and beam bags. I realised its a movie room. I went inside and start seeing through the CDs. Most of them were action movies. Guest scary man is a fan of action films. I also saw scary movies, which was relatable. I hate scary movies. Especially the jump scares. I hate them. Next I went to the couches. They were so soft. And the blankets were so fluffy. As I was enjoying the fluffiness, I heard someone clear their throat. I froze on my spot.

She read the paragraph again. Although I’m convinced that the couple I keep seeing is my parents, I’m a bit frightened by it. I’ve never seen a ghost before and I don’t know as I care to. They were killed in a car crash, but at least they aren’t appearing to me all bashed up like the ghosts in the movie ‘The Sixth Sense’ did to that kid. I don’t think I could handle that. In fact, I know I couldn’t.

“Yeah. I also remember you were the one counting the cash.” The room went dead quiet. For a heartbeat, I thought he might hit me. Instead, he laughed — loud, bitter, forced. “You’ve got balls, I’ll give you that.” He turned away, still laughing. “You think you can dig up ghosts and not end up joining them?” “I’m not scared of ghosts,” I said. He stopped, turned just enough to show me the edge of his smirk. “You should be. The living are worse.” He snapped his fingers, and Flint stepped forward, holding out a set of car keys.

Bring it on baby. That's like my girl. "So, the movie name is Scream. I want to watch it from the starting.” Is he trying to kill me out of fear? Sorry baby. I can't watch that movie. Lilian, you have already watched that movie. Then why the hell are you scared? So what? That movie is scary. I was busy struggling with my thoughts and Junior had already started the movie. "I am so excited Mommy." Junior said happily. I just nodded, then I took a pillow. You know that's for safety. Whenever it will show the ghost, I will cover my face with this.

"I should invite you over more often. You're amazing." The two brothers exchange a scared glance. "No!" they shout in chorus. I smirk at them. "I'll haunt you for the rest of your days." James leans towards his brother, whispering something I understand perfectly. "She's scarier than this horror movie." "You're right," replies the chocolate bar. Seriously, what was his name? The horror movie they chose, because I would have preferred to continue the conversation with Aunt Sasha and Aunt Wendy about men, is The Conjuring 2.

I blabbered nervously. “Well, I thought you’re some kind of easy-going cheerful kind of girl, I never thought that you’re actually into classic horror movies”. “Hey, I AM an easy-going cheerful kind of girl. Since when a cheerful girl isn't allowed to watch horror movies? Or maybe I should wear all black, wear goth makeups like black lipstick so it’ll match ?” I argued. “Okay, okay… you win. I agreed that sometimes personality types and appearances have nothing to do with movie preferences. Are we cool?”. He asked and smiled at me.

"You sure? Because you were calling out in your sleep." I cringe. "What did I say?" "Uhm...well..." Camila starts to get hesitant. "Cam," my voice is stern. "You said, please don't kill me." My hand clenched, and my heart took a thump. I swallow the lump clogging my throat and force a smile. "Oh, well...the scary movie we watched last week got me." That's a lie. Last week Camila decided for movie night to watch a Japanese horror movie called, One Miss Call. It's about a girl whose friends keep dying because of a voicemail. It wasn't that scary for me since horror films bore me. I fell asleep towards the end.

Laura I'm not easily agitated. Scary movies never made me jump back in high school. My friends never managed to startle me. I can't even remember being afraid of the dark, and I wasn't the slightest unnerved by tales of monsters and ghosts. But I'm terrified now. My pulse is drumming against my neck, and I shake as I lift my chin to face the most enormous creature I've ever seen. The legends said the Lycans were giants, but really?