Scary Story Examples Novels & Stories

We started setting up tents and sleeping bags. A little after dark, we began roasting smores, laughing and telling stories. "Okay, I got a good one, the story of the swamp boogey monster." Trent said. "Heard it, it's not scary" Kayla dismissed. "I assure you its a certified scare alright" Trent bragged.

Tonight was our first official sleepover in the treehouse, and we'd dragged up sleeping bags, flashlights, and enough snacks to last a week. "Tell me a scary story," Avy said, settling into her sleeping bag. "I don't know any scary stories." "Make one up." "Okay, um..." I pointed my flashlight at my face for dramatic effect. "Once upon a time, there was a girl who read so many books that her eyes fell out." "That's not scary, that's stupid." "Fine. There was a boy who was so bad at football that the football grew teeth and ate him." Avy giggled. "You're terrible at this."

“Once the Stalker knows your name, there’s no escaping it.” The silence after her story was deafening. No one dared to move, as if the smallest sound would summon the very thing she’d described. The bonfire crackled ominously, and I felt a shiver run down my spine, the eerie weight of the tale lingering far too long. The story settled over me like a weight, the dread thick and suffocating. A sharp image suddenly flashed through my mind—blood splattered against walls, guts and entrails spilling across the ground, and lifeless faces staring into the void.

Alex was just telling the story and Alicia threw a pillow at him in annoyance. "I'm still scared...you even say something like that?! You want to kill me out of fear?" She protested. "I'm telling you... What's wrong with exchanging experiences. We stayed the night there... You know, I didn't even see anything there... even though all my friends were hysterical with fear. The point is... it's all in your head, as long as you can't be afraid... all those mystical things won't happen." He continued calmly.

SSHS 93 Watching as the students played a prank with each other was funny indeed. It was a source of entertainment and watching them each other in hopes of getting revenge is really a source of entertainment for those who are watching. That is, until you also became one of the students who got played with a prank. At first, Excami was laughing in the halls during breaks as the students got pranked left and right, and there are instances that students would pass by her— running for their dear lives as the prank- victims were chasing them with the intent to engage in revenge. She was laughing her heart out as it all went out as she made her way to the Student Council Office. However, that joy

The fear was not in her belly, just in her head! But it still did not help so much, because Bia knew that when she got stomach ache she got just more scared and the ache would improve! She also did not know how to do not get afraid! So she went experimenting more on the boys. The experiments were being every time more difficult. Most because the oy already had an idea of what she would do to then and that it was never pleasant things since the experiments were about things like throwing up, fear, rage, and stomach aches.

He asked politely as he looked from me to Tasha for approval. “ Why not? The more, the merrier.” Tasha replied and Arnold stepped in to walk beside us, making me the middle man. “Alright so it's time for some midnight stories from dear Arnold, anything you have for us Arnold?” Tasha asked Arnold, who smiled. He was obviously pleased with her words. “Hm… I could share my experience killing the strange creatures that live here. Okay, what is your opinion of the scariest and strangest creature?” Arnold asked as he folded his arms.

1, edited by Joe Mynhardt Fear the Reaper, edited by Joe Mynhardt For the Night is Dark, edited by Ross Warren Short story collections: Dead Reckoning and Other Stories by Dino Parenti Things You Need by Kevin Lucia Frozen Shadows and Other Chilling Stories by Gene O’Neill Varying Distances by Darren Speegle The Ghost Club: Newly Found Tales of Victorian Terror by William Meikle Ugly Little Things: Collected Horrors by Todd Keisling Whispered Echoes by Paul F. Olson

Tilting his chin with a sly grin, “Say please.” She arched an intimidating brow before flipping him off and we were drowning in our own laughter. Huddy sighed, shaking his head but not entirely surprised. “Dean, what do you want us to do?” Dean’s orbs practically light up, scooting to the edge of his seat. “Let’s tell scary stories.” Imogen snorted, “Out of all your ideas, that is the least problematic.” “I’m in.” Ari perked. A wide smile spreading across Lila’s face. “I’m so in.”

I cussed to myself and finally the third which we just watched horrifically get eaten by crocodiles. We have walked a mile now and something kept bugging me, I could hear Mike's heart pounding like drums. Mike was an average height man, with glasses bigger than his face, he knew much about tales and myths like some mountain elf he forgets to live in the present. "Are you good Mike?" I called out trying to beat the whistling of the jungle, "your heart has been beating so loud, I can barely hear myself speak" I added to loosen up the mood. "Are you crazy?" He snapped back "Have you not heard the rumours?" His panting increased. "You mean, the rumours that brought us here in the first place?" T