Scary Face Meme Novels & Stories

After returning home, I followed my memory and rushed straight toward the room that belonged to my son, Andy. “Andy? Buddy? Andy, Daddy's home.” The household staff stared at me in shock. At first, I thought it was because of my face. So, I quickly pulled out a wrinkled mask and put it on. I didn't want to scare Andy when he saw me.

"You..." "What? you look like you have seen the ghost or something right now." I laugh at her expression "Am I looking that scary" I turn to others with joking faces only to see the horror on their face as well. "What's wrong? is there something on my face" I wipe my face to remove any crumbs present on my face, but I find nothing. "There is nothing on your face, it's your eyes"

I said by playfully already forgetting that I was talking to my boss, and a mafia leader at that. Come to think of it, people said he looked scary with large scars on his face. That he could even eat humans, if you don't meet up to there standard's. Not me actually Lucy said that and who am I not to believe, I'm just a girl. But upclose staring at him, he looks like a soft teddy bear with a beard, ha! see what I did there. I was practically smiling into nothing, he must have noticed because he furrowed his brow.

When he got close, he suddenly leaned his face toward mine, which startled me. “So? Am I still ugly?” he asked with a grin. Even though I wanted to scream for help, I held it back because I didn’t want him to think I was desperate for someone with such a bad attitude. I shoved him hard and smirked. “You look like Damulag from Doraemon—that’s your face,” I said. “F*ck!” he cursed angrily and went back to his seat. His companions laughed, while he sat down annoyed next to another guy I didn’t know.

She winced, and etched, before he added. I remember your bday, when I pranked you with my health. You should have seen your face that day, you were so scared". He continued laughing, and since she could clearly remember that day, she let out a laugh, but she had to quickly hide her face, so he doesn't see it, but instead of allowing her hide her face, he pulls her face so she could face him.

Then the laughter ripped through the air, taunting my ears. “Ignore them.” I said to myself. Easier said than done, Valeria. I forced my attention to my phone, scrolling mindlessly, pretending none of this mattered. I shouldn’t have looked. Because the second I did, the screen slapped me with something that made my stomach drop. A meme. Not just any meme, me, Zane, and Landon photoshopped into a disgusting threesome, covered in crude stickers and comments. My heart throbbed with pain, my fingers visibly shaking.

The person was only a few centimeters away and his slowly stroking the window turned into excessive scratching at the glass pane *screech* *screech* It kept getting louder and more piercing, he was scratching at it so hard with the tips of his fingernails that I could see the scratches forming. I stopped in my tracks. This was the first time I saw his face. My few seconds of happiness turned into sheer horror when we made eye contact. I recognized who he was. But some..thing was wrong with his face...I could recognize that face from anywhere even if it was attached on a body of a completely different creature. It was Faye one of my friends who came with me to this dreadful place.

"I'm not cute aa, my face is scary! Almost everyone is scared of my face." He came up behind me and looked at me in the mirror. "Because you're always frowning. Like this, you smile a little at everyone you meet, they will smile at you in return." Gabe said patting my shoulder. "Eh? I always hear scary comments about me, then you say I'm cute? Like scary, horrible sucks, or whatsoever. Maybe you don't hear that because you're handsome." "HMP, they always say I'm sexy, handsome, cool, hot, talented, but I'm tired of hearing those. I hope next time they say, I'm kind and funny." He stammered sadly.

Tears fell down her cheeks. Some of The Nightmares suddenly formed a face on their head. Bulges appeared on their heads. Familiar faces to Astrid appeared in each of The Nightmares' heads. It sounded like bones creaking as The Nightmares tried to bring a face into its head. "No way!" exclaimed Astrid, gasping. She recognized the faces on The Nightmares' head. It was the faces of her friends. The Nightmares hissed while dripping poisonous saliva from its mouth. SKRIIIIIIIIICK!!!!

Jerk, 9:10am: Are you so shit scared you can't rear your ugly head or even reply my messages? Ugly head? Not me. Somehow, the words bit me down a bit. It's not like I wanted a jerk like him to find me attractive, but him seeing me as something far from beautiful wasn't going to help my pride or morale. I sent a rolling eyes emoji. Good Grace, 10:18am: Tomorrow, dude.