Texting Stories Scary Novels & Stories

I said "it's okay you guys carry on I will be back after sometime" they agreed i went to library i seen bookshelf is moving how can a bookshelf move is there any ghost here iam scared god if it is really will it kill me I went slowly someone is coming I thought it ghost and screamed "ahhhhhh" someone closed my mouth with their palm and pinned me to bookshelf

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.

. Like👍 before reading please. . 💔Hidden Scars💔 (Pain within😭) . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . . 😍Episode 23😍 . . 🌹Natasha🌹 "I should stop? Nat, when will you stop being so afraid of him? I know what he's doing to you but why won't you talk". He yells at me. "That asshole of a stepbrother is just using your fear against you by doing those horrible things".

"Well, Amy, would you like to grab a bite with me after the session?" Excited at the thought of making a new friend, I quickly agreed to lunch. Together, we walked into the room. Later that night, I lay in bed and went through the files on my new company again. Done with it and laying aside the ones that weren't really clear to me, there was nothing else that was stopping me from looking at my phone to the text message that I woke up to this morning. "You know what happens to people that take what doesn't belong to them? They die an ugly death." The text read. I still didn't know what I was going to do. If the intention was to scare me, then I was scared. I had to find a way to tell Liam.

As the scary movie unfolds, memories of my encounter with the stalker unexpectedly resurface in the back of my mind. I quickly pop two pieces of popcorn into my mouth when I feel my phone vibrating. As I open the text message, a frown creases my face in confusion as I try to figure out who could be texting me from an unknown number. The message is filled with threats, and I nervously gulp, feeling the color drain from my face. A lump forms in my throat as the popcorn gets stuck, adding to the tension of the moment.

Cypress yells. "Good, because next time, I'll roast your nuts," I scream after him. I'm not sure if any of them heard me, but I still laugh. When I turn around, everyone is once again staring at me in shock. This is getting old quickly. "I must say I never thought the smallest in the room would be the scariest," Austin says, bowing slightly to me. I chuckle as Eli puts his arm around me. "I'm sure they'll be back, and I'm sure they're not the only ones we'll have to deal with. Can you tell me what we should do now?" I ask my parents.

Private Room Service: Maybe you like being torn apart. My breath hitched before I texted back with numb fingers. Me: Maybe I do. There was a long pause. I bit my lip. Typed again. Me: Why won’t you tell me who you are? No reply. Me: Are you scared you couldn’t back it up in real life? That you’re all talk? Still nothing. Me: Or are you just hiding because you know once I see you… I’ll make you prove everything? Sent. Read. No response.

" Mirabel said in a rush before the phone hung up. A sad smile formed on Laura's lips. The cold was beginning to brush her skin and that was an added problem to her current predicament. She walked over to a spot under a nearby tree and sat down, leaning her back against it. Different scary thoughts came into her mind, like spiders, snakes, scorpions or worse ghosts, monsters! She had heard, read and watched about them but she didn't know if they were real. The thought made her shudder. She scolded herself for watching horror movies and promised herself not to try them again, ever! When the cold was beginning to get a bit chilly, another call came into her phone and she glanced at the screen,

asked one of them. “I have some back in the room. It’s for the sleepover.” replied the other. “I’m so excited!” “Me too! I can’t wait for the Bloody Mary! I will be the one to try it out first!” “Oh my gee! Are we going to read some creepypasta stories for the scary parts?” “Yes! And I heard Nympha will also tell us some true supernatural stories when she was still in the Philippines!”

The phone binged again, I picked it with shaky fingers, it was from the same unknown number I will kill you; it read Then another came You'll die bitch ,I'll watch as the blood drains out of your heart and get a taste of it; I clasped a hand over my mouth to swallow back a scream, beads of sweat began to form on my face There was no doubt in my mind as to who sent the text. It has to be him. Hayden. But he has never done this before....never has been so creepy, why now......? To torture me.... To scare me...