Jump Scare Gif Novels & Stories

Jumper crawled up his chest, clearly not a fan of this jet either. “See?” I pointed, gasping. “Even the squirrel is terrified!” Kylan patted Jumper gently on her head, making sure she was okay before nuzzling his nose into her fur. “Jumper is still little,” he murmured. “Of course she’s terrified.” “Oh, really?” I folded my arms, giving him a look. “So a squirrel has the right to be terrified, and I just have to…suck it up?” “Pretty much,” Kylan smirked, leaning back in his seat. “We’ve only got a few more hours to go. We’re almost there.”

I know for sure that my stalker has arrived. To my surprise, a shadow appears from the front, approaching me, and each step makes my heart skip a beat. I can feel my skin crawling as the shadow appears closer and closer, revealing its terrifying self. My eyes are widened with fear, astonishment lingering on my face. My lips are turning white, and my face is becoming pale. “You -” I murmur. Feeling like my voice is stuck at the back of my throat, a lump forming there.

They turned around as soon as I came into the clearing. “Jesus! Shawn! Where the hell were you?!” Jeff asked running toward me. Cara was right behind him. She passed him furtively looking behind me as though she was half expecting something to jump through the trees. “I’m sorry guys,” I chuckled hoping I sounded as nervous as I wanted to feel. Deliberately brushing off the visible twigs on my body and hair. “Something jumped at me while I was peeing.” “Something?!” Cara shrieked. “Was it a bear, a wolf, a coyote?! What?”

I jumped back, my heart somersaulting to the back of my throat, the scorpion hurtled toward me on clattering beetle wings. Beki barked at me to run—as if I wasn’t already trying to escape—but no matter how fast I lurched away from the thing, it kept coming. Griff chased after it with his dagger, but the wretched thing seemed to want to land on me. Its pincers click-click-clacked like castanets, their sharp points glinting against the light.

He giggled, guiding me further to the house by the waist; I was giggling foolishly as well. "Oh shit!" I cried out, jumping on top of Bradley, who luckily caught me with ease. The skeleton that fell to our front was staring at me like it was about to feast on my soul. I don't know how Bradley wasn't scared; is it because he is a man? This shit was damn too creepy; I regretted adding it to my wish list for him to fulfill.

I fold forward. Before I can fall.. His hand grabs me. Lifts me. Suddenly I'm upside down over his shoulder. Like a sack of potatoes. Or kidnapped cargo. "Let's go," Scarface grunts to the other man. "She's waiting for us." He turns to leave. But suddenly… A scream erupts behind us. And then… WHOOSH. Something flies past my upside-down view. A body. A whole grown man. Flying through the air. Like a human bird.

he declared as she ran out of the glass door to get down to her grandmother, her heart was pacing as it was about to break through her ribs and make a way out, She cupped her face as it was hot, What was that? Did I just experience something of that mating thing? I felt that electric shock as if a current passing through my body, but why? She ran down to her grandmother and hugged her, her grandmother was panicked, "What happened my kid? did you see anyone?" exclaimed grandma, "I saw a ghost... no actually something scary than it..!" said Myra resting on her shoulder, still hugging her tightly, Her grandmother was tense,

Excitement courses through my veins even with the adrenaline, but there’s one problem left. How do I get out of here? While I try to figure out my next move right now, the answer presents its self. A white ghost-like figure appears right in the center of the room from nowhere, and Jasper spots it as soon as it does, falling backward with another scream. It’s the typical white sheet with black holes for eyes, floating meters off the ground. Then comes the classic ghost ‘wooing’ that adds the icing to the cake. It draws closer to him, waving its arms around in the air while he continues to scream.

They habour more and greater rage. Seems his rage with every passing second heightens. How in the world do I escape and get off his bondage?. Shivering, I slowly and gradually stare up his face. They're reddened and blaze more. Equally red as a human blood. I gasp then return my gaze to the floor. This really is bad. This is fucking bad. Am really, really, really done. No f**king two ways about it. How can one be highly cute but this scary?.

The opening scene alone had her gripping the armrest, her eyes wide, her breath catching. "Are you okay?" I whispered, leaning closer. "I'm fine," she whispered back, though her voice betrayed her. "I just... I don't usually watch these alone." The first jump scare came, and Sophie let out a small yelp. Without thinking, she grabbed my arm, pressing herself close to me. "Sorry," she murmured, her cheeks flushing. "I'm such a coward." "It's okay." I kept my voice low, reassuring. "You can hold on if it helps."