Scary Text Message Stories Novels & Stories

But as the workday came to a close, I couldn't escape the lingering unease that had settled in my gut. That night, as I sat alone in my dimly lit apartment, the soft glow of my laptop screen the only source of illumination, a text message notification brought me out of my thoughts. I picked up my phone to find a message from the unknown number, and my heart sank as I read the words on the screen. It was from Bruce. The message contained a screenshot of a conversation between him and a random man, filled with explicit and incriminating messages. Bruce's text promised to send a sex tape for a hefty price.

After I turn five years of age and have my very own phone, I start receiving strange messages every single day. For some reason, the sender keeps referring to me as their mom. At 3:00 am, they send me another message. "Mom, I saw you in my dreams again. The rain is seeping into the attic. My stepmom told me to use a rag to soak up all the water, but the rag is too small. Even though I tried to wipe it up all night, it still wouldn't dry. Mom, I'm so cold and hungry. I miss you so much…" I tilt my head, looking at the rain pouring outside the window. I then earnestly reply, "Don't be scared, sweetheart. Where are you right now? I will bring you something yummy!"

Unknown number. The entire room froze. Sophie whispered: "Don't answer." Adrian agreed immediately. "Absolutely not." But before anyone could do anything— A text message appeared. Just one sentence. No greeting. No explanation. No signature. Only: I KNOW LENA MADE IT INSIDE. The room went ice cold. Amelia's hands trembled. Another message appeared immediately afterward. LOOK OUTSIDE. Nobody wanted to. Not a single person. But somehow they all did. Slowly. Carefully.

And your father, too! To my annoyance, it’s taking her too long to reply! I typed in another follow up message. Me: Answer me! How did we ever end up somehow being text mates? Ah, right! I messed around with her phone when she went to the comfort room. I saved her number on mine and began forwarding scary chain messages to her. She cursed me for weeks because of that… because apparently, she’s a scaredy cat. My phone vibrated and a giddy smile immediately made its way to my face.

Underneath a paper "see what you have done now. I hope you like what you see." Just then her phone buzzed. The buzzing startled her from the horror in front of her. She slowly takes out her hands shaking. As she opened it a message popped on the screen " now why don't you go and say goodbye to all your brothers and sisters." " Ahh!" She screams throwing the phone away. She runs to the home telephone and Dails 911. She could stop crying , shaking she was covered in blood of her parents. The smell of blood everywhere was making her nauseated. The cops came as quickly as possible. She explained everything , the call , the weird messages even the one from her phone.

, a message came through. It was from an unknown number. Unknown Number: “How well do you know the man sleeping next to you?” I stared at the message for a full minute, my heart pounding so hard I could barely breathe. I tried to tell myself it was spam. Just some random sick game. But then, a second message came in. A video. My hands trembled as I tapped on the file, praying it was nothing. But it didn’t open. Just a gray screen. Then a text followed:

"And those text messages you receive from different phone numbers, that's not a prank message. It was Stacy… all along, giving you signals to save me.” S-Signals? Those messages that I thought were just pranks... were they signals? "He knows his mother's plans against me. It plans to erase me from the story first, then your life will follow. In her mother's three attempts to exclude me from the story, she was unsuccessful. All thanks to the messages you took care to make, Corrine. I survived poisoned coffee. I survived the men who wanted to kidnap me.” "But the third message I received was... I thought it was just a prank. I didn't do anything because I thought it was just a prank... so, how

A text message from an unknown number. *I don't have to come over; you're the one who'll come to me.*

Text message One from Dad: "*Honey it is getting late. Where on earth are you? You didn't even tell me where you were headed. What if something bad happens? *" Text message Two: "* Please pick up Janice! You are giving me a bloody heart attack! * Text message Three:" *Did anything happen? Are you perhaps at Hannah's"* Text message Four:" * I called the house but I was told none of you are even around. Neither is Hannah picking up her calls. Did you guys connive to give us a heart attack?! Please talk to Daddy.."* Text message Five:" *Honey if this is about Matt... Just come home and let's talk things over. Running away won't solve anything. You are only putting your life in danger. Please. I

Bukky’s Pov Bukky stared at her computer screen, reading a threatening message that had appeared in her inbox. The message, written in stark capital letters, bore a chilling command: "STOP TALKING IF YOU WANT TO STAY ALIVE." The sender's email address was listed as kiilla@g***l.com. Fear gripped her as she pondered why anyone would send her such a menacing message.