Horror Movies Scream Novels & Stories

I am now regretting why do I did that, what is really going inside my head to think that watching a movie, a scary movie to be exact, alone? Why? Did I even think straight? "Aah!" I screamed a bit when my thighs felt something in which is in fact just a pillow. I kicked it off because of annoyance towards myself. I am really dumb. I’m really, really scared. I’m not really of a scaredy cat person and I don't even believe in supernatural things, but that movie, is somehow really scary that I think it will haunt me till the day I die. I'm nearly crying because of frustration and my imaginations that is kept on getting more scarier.

"I have seen a couple of episodes with Laura, but they all feel stupid to me." "Ah, not a fan of the drama?" "No." "How about this then... Stranger things; have you seen it?" "I haven't, but... I get easily frightened by stuff." "It's not really that scary." "No?" "No, but... I could always put on a horror movie... Like this one." The intro to a movie I already know will be scary flashes on the screen, and shudders travel up my spine. Not good. "No, Ryan, please! I'm bad with horror movies! I jump at every little thing, and then I won't be able to sleep!"

I made a throaty sound as I heard the sound of a twist in the door. I palmed my hand on the bed and looked closely at the door. I got frightened at the sight of Arnold. I moved an inch backward and shook my head slightly. "We heard your scream Monica. Are you okay?" Loveth climbed on the bed to get close to me but my focus was still on Arnold. "What happened?" I turned my gaze to Loveth and pulled her in for an embrace, in fear and heavy tears. "Do you have a nightmare?" She rubbed my hair aback.

Our mouths hung open as we stared at the TV screen once again in shock. "JILL ROBERTS," we practically screeched. Our neighbors must hate us right now. "Well, I'll be damned," Izzy muttered as we watched everything unfold. *Scream* has to be the best movie ever. In disbelief, we continued watching until the credits rolled, marking the end of the movie. Our gaze remained fixed on the screen, comprehending the whole thing. "Well, that was fun," Izzy remarked, and unanimous hums of agreement followed as we rose from the floor, about heading to our respective rooms.

It’s in the middle of June, but I guess scary movies never go out of style. Sharing a bed with Lyra, we lay in suspense, occasionally yelling at the TV when the heroine does something stupid. They all do something stupid. Is that going to be me? I feel like I’ve already done something stupid. What were the rules in Scream? Something about never having sex. Shit. I’m doomed. The hours tick by along with the movies. Classics, remakes, spin offs. Before I know it, my eyelids get heavy. There’s no fighting the pull of sleep.

“Adam?” “Yeah, Bella?” “Are you coming back?” She asks and he nods. “If you want me to.” “Well, I was going to watch some more movies today and I figured that since you are living in the stone ages, you probably have not seen the greatest movie series ever filmed,” Bella tells him and he smiles. “Probably not. What series would that be?” “The Scream series,” Bella says with a smile. Adam shrugs. “Never heard of it.” “Never heard- Oh my God, just hurry back!” Bella shakes her head in disgust. “Ghost face is only the l-” She stops talking and he knows what she was going to say.

I half-yelled, and I heard him chuckle before he sat well and leaned his back on the chair, concentrating on the movie. On the large screen, the movie, which was a horror, The Conjuring, played. I was so concerned by Callum's piercing gaze earlier that I forgot I had someone sitting beside me, and I had found myself lost in the haunting and chilling scene unfolding before me. Feminine shrieks echoed somewhere around the theater as the movie went on. My hand tightened on the armrest. Oh yes, I hated horrors like this, but I could still manage without screaming. Then it came with a jump scare, and I gasped, my hand leaving the armrest, clenching hard onto thick, hard muscles I hadn't even put

Because Aninka and I love movies of this genre "and although they do surprise us sometimes, we don't scream like crazy, rather we get excited to see more. 2. The guys are not those brave guys in armor to protect us with their hugs, because just when in the movie the spirit enters the girl's body and she is saying things in a strange language while writhing, they (Viktor and Daniel) jump up and down in excitement. When the possessed girl suddenly appeared to kill and the people (in the film) screamed, Viktor and Daniel started screaming like crazy. When loud noises came out of the film and the spirit twisted as it walked quickly towards its victim. Viktor and Daniel screamed much louder, jump

This was the perfect way to spend an evening with my two best friends. The room was adorned with dimmed lights, creating an atmosphere that was both cozy and eerie. We had chosen a selection of classic horror movies, knowing well that the screams and jumps would only add to the thrill of the night. As the first movie began, I nestled into the corner of the couch.

I REACHED INTO MY pocket to pull out the scissors and do just that when Nightmare Master started yelling at me. “Don't you dare pull those scissors out of your pocket.” I tilted my head, “What did I tell you about yelling?” He was silent for a moment before he spoke in a tone of barely concealed anger. “Can you please address the camera, telling everyone who you are and answering a couple of questions?” “Okay, just make sure the camera is in the right place.” I agreed easily.