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But still… "He just wanted to scare you a little," she added with a smirk. "And clearly, it worked." I stabbed my spoon into the batter. "It's not that." "Oh?" Sierra wiggled her brows. "Then what is it?" I had no idea how to explain it. The fear, yes. But also… something else thrilling. A strange, abnormal rush that I didn't want to admit. So instead, I shook my head. "Forget it." Sierra grinned knowingly. "You like it, don't you?"

But soon, she would understand the consequences of being miserly. One day, while Greta was mocking me as usual, Hilda gleefully watched on. She walked into the living room with a glass of water to keep her throat hydrated. However, her movements were cautious, and she shuffled around nervously. As she was about to sit down, I suddenly shouted, "Ah!" Startled, she plopped down onto the chair, and there was a loud popping sound. Hilda let out an ear-piercing scream. Trembling, she glanced downward and saw that her pants were completely soaked. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she fainted on the spot.

After sometime Sophia spoke "I don't know, first time when I met him and again when I saw him at the gallery, his looks were different and not in a good way but . . .” "You think he is the one following you?" Lisa asked Sophia, again the same question cutting her in mid sentence. "No Lizzie, listen to me. Yesterday he came to the shop and conversed to me and this time his eyes were totally different. I am not saying that they were in full of likeness or good intentions, but they were not scary or whatever they used to be. I was not able to read them, they seemed hideous. And also he talked to me in a way where he seemed interested in me but not in a creepy way." Sophia explained everything i

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

We were all just standing there, thirty strangers in some dramatic-looking grand hall. Then came the crying. "Waaah... this place is so scary. I wanna go home." Scary? Could've fooled me. Thanks to my perception disorder, my brain airbrushes reality. The grosser something is, the prettier it looks. So to me? This place felt like a cozy Airbnb. Meanwhile, some cranky knight-looking dude threw punches at the shadows. "Quit hiding and fight me, coward!" While most people were busy freaking out, two stepped forward—chill and confident.

Scar responded with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "What do you want?" Len asked, her patience wearing thin. "I just want to enjoy your delightful company," Scar smirked, fully aware that his words would irritate her to no end. "You're just so...ugh!" Len clenched her teeth and balled her hands into fists until her knuckles turned pale. Scar, the sadistic soul that he was, reveled in the spectacle while savoring the taste of wine in his hand. "Are you afraid of me?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow and approaching her with a mischievous smile plastered on his face.

It was a hollow sound, and scary too. Goosebumps erupted on Sara's skin. Selene looks scary and pure evil when she is laughing like this.

“…the lady in the shadows…the one who watches you and wants you dead…” As the little girl's words from her vision swept over her,Beth felt a sense of terrifying unease. It was a coincidence,she told herself,nothing more.It was impossible that the little girl and Marcus could be speaking of the same thing,it was just impossible! “The lady in the shadows?”she said,her hands trembling in fear. In her mind she saw herself lying cold and frozen in that casket.

Yuck! "Taxi!!" I called out

his voice was almost exhausted. My heartbeat increased—I could almost hear it. It was a moment where I wished I could run or just disappear, but that was impossible now. My body froze as she got closer, my head bowed down a little, trying to escape her scary eyes piercing through me. “Heads up, maid!” Her sharp voice sliced through my panic. I swallowed hard and lifted my head. The moment our eyes met, she was in shock. Her eyes went wide open like she was in shock. For a split second, she looked like she had seen a ghost.