Novel & Cerita Tell Me A Scary Story

I reached the top of the stairway and stopped behind Shen. My voice was barely above a whisper as I said, “This place is creepy and these people look evil. Did you see their red eyes and fang-like teeth? I’m starting to believe your story about vampires. They can’t all be vampires, can they? Do you think we’re standing in a room full of vampires? I hope not.”

Martha turns around and gets a bowl of rice and served it on the table. "Mommy it's true, but Nanny just didn't see it. He was a short old man with a long beard and scary eyes and nails like a monster, I felt like he was going to eat me! Huhuhuhu....." Phoebe covers her face with a white throw pillow from their couch and cries endlessly. She cries with fear, she has never encountered such a creepy creature before. Amelia and Martha are suspiciously puzzled about Phoebe's story and were surprised as Amelia's cellphone vibrated from the table.

My Grandpa’s story began like this: “Grandpa! I’m glad you came today. Do you have a story to tell me? Make it a scary one! Oh, I know! How about when you were my age, what did you do for Halloween?” “Well, let’s see... when I was fifteen...” “Grandpa!” “What? Oh, right! What did I do on Halloween when I was your age? I don’t know if you should hear this. I mean, it’s not pretty. It’s downright scary as hell!”

Scarlett cried, before sniffing her nose. "How scary is it?". Amelia asked because she was tired of playing games with Scarlett. "It's very scary Mama!". Scarlett said in between tears. Amelia nods her head so that Scarlett can continue her statement. "Inside the school premises….. I do see monsters walking with their head on the floor, while their leg is in the air……. I do see some monsters changing into beasts, and they always come after me, while using a knife". The young Scarlett declared.

There is just something about the dark that is so scary. I might be a werewolf but those ghost stories do scare the hell out of me. I kept imagining seeing things as we walked through the forest. A tree that looked like a giant person, a short person with a big head and no eyes. ‘Ahhhhh, what in the world is wrong with you? You are supposed to be the strongest, bravest she-wolf but here you are being afraid of ghosts,' my wolf said and I chuckled. I did that to wake her up, she had been too quiet for my liking.

She didn't want to hear anymore of the frightening story. "Don't tell me you're all scared. It's a myth, I made it up!" John smirked, his eyes gazing at the scared faces of his girlfriend and friends. "Ha ha ha, scared? I've never been scared of anything in my life!" Rocky roared in laughter as he rose from the ground. "Scary stories don't scare me. I'm gonna pee!" He uttered still grinning. "Don't wander far into the woods, you never know who you'll meet." John warned in a playful but spooky voice.

"Are you scared, baby?" You are not, everything will be fine - the voice of man makes me afraid. Come here, beautiful, I won't hurt you. I know you are there. I had hidden in the small closet of my house, there I felt safe. "Are you here?" He stood in front of me. I know you're there, ”he purred. The door was ajar, since I didn't like closed places. But since you are a very disobedient girl you will stay there all night, alone, in the dark. The man closed the door and everything went dark, I panicked and screamed, scared to death, feeling that he suffocated me and could not breathe. "Take me out, please!" Bad! Deb! Madison! Help me! But nobody arrived. "Please help me!" Help! Get me out of

Don't get me wrong, I never was a fan of horror things. "Yup. And whoever goes near that lake, the ghost of that girl pulls it inside the lake with her and drowns them. Few dead bodies have been found at it's bottom, FYI." He said, actually a lot serious this time. I would be lying if I didn't say how a shiver ran up my spine when he said that. "Do you think people will hear us if we scream from here?" I whispered. He looked at my face, confused then broke into laughter.

… [all men do is lie] … I nod, deciding to trust him. We sit in the silence for about a minute. I simply can’t process any of this. The world, as I know it, will never be the same after his explanation. The scariest part is that it is all true. As a child, I have been told stories about the supernatural. We would gather around a camp fire, and a teacher would tell us scary stories with monsters as main villains. Now, here I am, fast-forward to a couple of years later, I’m sitting alone with the man who created all my nightmares.

I smile hoping if I repeat that Asher and all of those men that were fighting to keep us safe would deal with those people, none of us would need to worry. “But how do we not worry?” Another asks me standing up and walking into the middle of the room, all of them still in their pyjamas, this telling me they all must have been tucked up in bed when all of this started. “There are many things we can do to stop the scared feelings, I know a story that my mummy told me when I was younger to stop me worrying about monsters, would you like me to tell you it too?” I ask looking at all of them which did peak their interests, a few begin to walk over and sit in front of me to listen, after a little w