Novel & Cerita Very Scary Stories

Perhaps extremely unpleasantly prolonged in time . Kit shuddered and a new wave of perspiration covered her body. Images from the most terrifying thrillers and horror films ever seen flashed through my head. At once I remembered all the stories I read about real crazy perverts who did monstrous things with their victims! Tears welled up in my eyes and it became impossible to breathe again.

Holding my head, I feel dizzy, somehow, I could see my friends… their end… no… Just one moment I can see someone falling on the roof, and then someone gets hit by a car, someone was hit on the head, and in one moment there is now water… corpse… dead bodies lying on the ground, faces filled with blood, this is so horrifying… I want to vomit… This… this is ninth… But what is more terrifying is that all of them… I can’t see their faces yet I know who they are… Glub glub glub I can even someone coughing while catching her breath… and the shouts that were tearing my ear off me… gunshots and all… even the skin ripped by a blade…

she said and held the genius' hands "what could be making you cry?" "I don't know how to say it but I'm scared of living" Juana began "What do you mean? Are you feeling suicidal?" "Not exactly but I am tired of myself. I don't know if you'll see me as a strange person just as others do, but the thing is I see things. Things I shouldn't see, and things too much for me to comprehend or bear, I can't even sleep at nights and I can't even tell anyone at home because they'd be worried" Juana stopped talking.

Why did I agree to go with him. As if reading my thoughts he said "Don't be scared am not kidnapping you ,we will soon get there" I didn't say anything. After 5minutes he pulled over at a magnificent storey building I suspected to be an estate. So he was bringing me to his house all along. "Let's go in"he said. It was snowing so we ran in,the compound was beautiful ,we entered what I later got to know was an elevator. I have never entered one before,the elevator started moving upwards,to tell you the truth I was anxious.

The whole sky black making me more scared. I am not type of a person who gets scared easily... "Ahhhh" I screamed as kept my leg on some object. It could be a snake for God's sake. I removed my leg slowly from the object or the snake only to sign in relief. It's just a stick. "Buddy please we should go inside now.. Mom will definitely scold me once she realise I was out of the forest. What if she won't ever realise we are out of forest. She might be searching for us inside the forest only. We should definitely go now. What if we won't ever go back. What if a vampire suck our blood till we become dry or even worse what if a ghost appear and eat us. What if-"

I fell backwards and my behind landed on the toilet paper. Don't get worried, Ms. Sofiya. I'm not an evil spirit. If I were a bad ghost, as soon as I realized you could see me, I would have taken over your body and done whatever I wanted to do without telling you. So, I'd like to ask you to please save my mother. She said the same thing over and over. I'm really scared of the uncanny ghost in front of me, but I thought about what I've been through in my life, and losing my babies was the scariest thing I'll never forget. And of course, finding out that their dad is a wolf instead of a human... The OUT OF THE WAY WOLF.

Not presents. Shaking, I went back to my room and opened my laptop. The NoSleep subreddit was always active late at night, a place for people all over the world to share their terrifying experiences. I started typing. Title: My 5-year-old sister saw "Santa," but her description is terrifying. Help.

Please! "Luuukkk!" I yelled out once more even if I feel so nervous. I brought a flashlight, but it will just act as a beacon of target for monsters. The night was at least peaceful, but still, my heart felt like being tore due to the fear I was feeling. This move I take is not safe. I know. Oh my Ghad! I'm not scared of werewolves and vampires. What I'm scared of the most are the ghosts! Yeah you hear me. The creepy things I often see in horror movies. Please, not me!

And all my fеаrѕ rеѕurfасе. I wonder whаt a dеаd bоdу smells lіkе, and whеthеr they’re gоіng to kill mе too. I’m tоrturіng mуѕеlf, trарреd in mу hеаd аnd making stories uр аѕ she rеmаіnѕ ѕіlеnt, unresponsive tо еасh рrоmрt.