Scary Things To Say Novels & Stories

“Who sai‌d⁠ I’‍m scared?” “You keep ch⁠ecking yo⁠ur p‍h‌one every five seconds⁠.”‌ ‌ “That‌’s beca⁠use I wo⁠rk.” “No‌,” No‌ah replied innocently. “It’s becaus⁠e⁠ y‍ou think bad things‍ ar‌e gonn⁠a‍ h‌appen.” Str‌ai‍ght‍ to the h‌ea⁠rt.

Is she crazy or something? What terrible things?

I tell her as a sinister sensation creeps over me, sending shivers down my spine. “That's good, Arnica, because you should be scared. Petrified.”

Janine sat up straight, staring hard at Whitney. Whitney looked confused, "Why?" Janine couldn't believe it, "Why aren't you scared?" Whitney wanted to ask why she should be scared. Ghosts were just ugly and scary to frighten people. But some people were scarier than ghosts. "I'm brave." Janine reluctantly accepted that excuse. Suddenly, a light snort came. "You're all like that. You scream like crazy when you see cockroaches, as if you'd tear the roof off."

During her speech she appears to have lost control and turn— Click— “Can you believe the sheer power that animal has running through the city.” “I think the property damage alone is in the hundred thousands. And you said that was Ava— click— If werewolves exist what else is out there? Vampires? Fairies? Maybe even the chupacabra!” I hear a snort and chuckle behind me. I do not need to turn around to see that it is Grayson laughing at the new coverage. “They wished the chupacabra was a real thing. Would be better to blame a goat eating lizard than your next door neighbor for stealing your live stock.”

Maybe because he looks like he won’t mind hearing those words. And, maybe because he’s a stranger and I know that in the future, we might not be able to see each other again and he’s probably not going to remember all the unusual things I said. “But, you don’t have to be scared of me, alright?” “Who says I’m scared?!” I confidently said. “Well, you said I came from hell. People are afraid of hell.” “Are you afraid of hell?” “You said I came from there, so why would I be afraid?!”

"Call me selfish but there is something that you and I don't know. Something unexplainable and insane." "What are you talking about?" I sighed deeply and rubbed my hands on my face. "I saw a ghost with glowing eyes," I said and it felt good to just say it out loud. "She knew me and said that I had something. She said things that scared me half to death because I don't know half of what she said. Or maybe I was told about this but can't remember and that scares me. It scares me that everything is suddenly dropped on me and it is too much for me to handle."

"You knew well that I'm not fan of horror movies, it's scary." "It's not, trust me." "What ..." Sunday complained eyeing the popcorn on her lap. The intense music coming from the speaker already sweats her, what more if she look at it? "You can't overcome your fear if you don't try," Shaina said meaningfully. Sunday just took popcorn again and tried to look at the screen. "Ahh!" she screamed when suddenly, a scary nun appeared on the big screen. "Oh, shit." Shaina laughed. "I think I need to get out of here," she said.