Mike Wazowski Scaring Novels & Stories

However, her many shifts in posture in the chair made me think otherwise now. "I am," she said with a forced smile. "You can tell the truth..." "Shhh!" someone next to us said. It was inevitable not to look angrily at the annoying kid beside us. I received the same angry look in response. I returned my gaze to the cinema screen exactly at the moment in the movie when the two witches appeared suddenly, the first genuinely impactful scene so far. But it wasn't that which scared me; it was the fact that Lizandra let out a frightened squeal, grabbed my arm, and buried her face in my bicep.

A high-pitched screaming was the loudest one ever and Alaric turned to his side to see Mike on the floor and the scream was coming from him. In the blink of an eye, he stood in front of Mike and scrunched his nose when an awful smell enveloped everywhere. He looked down at Mike’s legs, realizing the man had peed himself with the liquid staining his pants. “How frail.” “P-please, p-please, l-let me go. I-I b-beg of you.” Mike cried, not believing what he had just witnessed. If anyone had told him that the gentle-looking man could be so dangerous, he would have never believed it. Never in a million years.

Today is the day for the repentance of my sins,'' I nodded then brought my attention back to my now Jimmy Neutron hair-shaped ice cream scoop. ''After we leave I was thinking we could go to my house and watch some horror films,'' ''I heard The Lodge is a good one,'' ''Didn't we already watch that?'' ''No, we didn't,'' We actually started to, but Zack got scared so, we stopped. The movie was more confusing than scary so I'm not too sure why he got scared. ''Are you sure? I'm almost positive we did,'' ''You're thinking of The Boy. The one where this lady had to babysit a doll and, she thought the parents were crazy, ''

His eyes showed fear when he saw me slowly standing up to approach him. Vico was a chicken. Not at all, but he is. It's fun teasing and scaring him because of his hilarious reaction. "L-Luna... you're scaring me..." He put up his foot on the swing. Trying to escape through the back of the swing. I tilted my head more on the side while smiling hugely and widened my eyes more. Woah, it was tiring to become a ghost. "You really made me cry..." My voice was deep and chilled. I stepped one more forward, he did it backwards. "Pay time now, my friend."

Towards the end when it got even scarier, Jake grabbed my arm and Van turned to look at me. "You ok?" I whispered, teasing. "Shut up." Van whispered back. The movie finally ended and we sat there for a moment as the lights came back up. "That was literally the scariest movie I have ever seen." I commented and they both nodded. We gathered up our trash and Jake grabbed the monkey. We walked out of the theatre and dumped our trash in the can. Then I took the monkey from Jake. "I might need to borrow the monkey tonight so I don't have nightmares." Jake joked as he handed it back to me. Van and I chuckled.

He laughed and slammed the door shut in our faces. I snorted at his acts. As if we were going to get back inside with him. What did he think he was? "I can't believe we have to swim through this." Mia shuddered. "This looks unhealthy." I nodded. The water was black in color but I knew that wasn't what Mia was worried about. She was scared of falling sick because of germs. If it was about the color, we would change our clothes after getting to the other side. "Microbes, germs and diseases aren't your problem again, Mia. You are a werewolf now, remember?"

Moana I was so utterly, unbelievably stunned by Michael’s cruel ‘proposition’ and his rough mannerisms during our dance that I was frozen to my spot. Even as he walked away and disappeared into the crowd, I still felt as though my heart would beat straight out of my chest. I could already feel the vomit bubbling up in my throat from the fear, which was the only thing that got me moving. I quickly ran to the bathroom, which was thankfully empty. Tears welled up in my eyes as I burst into one of the stalls and doubled over.

One boy asked. "Jeez! Your scream is bone chilling, what are you screaming for?" Another asked. "Talk to us dude." Another boy pressed on. Mike's chest heaved up and down in fright, as though he just completed a double marathon. "I… saw….a… ehm… wo…." Michael stuttered. "Jeez! I thought you are brave to face the devil, stop stuttering and tell us what freaked you out." A kid with a beak mouth snapped.

"We can go watch a movie?" "Yeah!! They're showing one of my favorite horror movies tonight, would you like to watch?" "Sure sounds cool" "I hope you won't get scared, but if you do you can always jump on me" he winks "Oh honey, everyday of my life is a scary movie" "What?" "Let's just go" he gives me his hand to hold, and I take it and we walks to the movies The movies wasn't even that scary, even a baby could watch this "Won't you have any popcorn?"Mike offered

Michael said in a way that made my heart skip a beat. I hadn’t done anything wrong, but before I could argue, Michael shifted his position and started nibbling at the back of my neck—the spot where werewolves marked each other. My instincts screamed danger, and I tried to turn away, but Michael held me firmly in place. His dominant aura surrounded me, and for the first time, I truly felt afraid.