When U See It Scary Novels & Stories

Bobby, standing there in a pair of old jeans and a shabby tee shirt, looked at her sheepishly before saying, "Yeah, we did." "And let me guess, now you two are worried and scared about going to sleep?" "Yeah," Bobby answered quietly. "I guess we are both scared we might have bad dreams." "Then why did you watch the stupid thing," she snapped irritably at him. "I don't know . . . coz we wanted to," Bobby quietly replied. Samantha, chastising herself for snapping at him, softened her voice before saying, "I mean, you know those scary movies do tend to give you nightmares."

Sabrina almost threw away her phone upon seeing the picture. Her body froze in an instant as her eyes were about to pop out from its socket whilst she stared at it. It was as if she had seen a ghost! “Are you okay?” Michelle inquired. “You suddenly look pale as if you've seen a ghost,” she commented. “Did you watch a video where a scary face suddenly showed up unexpectedly? I hate those videos! It gives me a heart attack every time I accidentally watch it!” Angelo intervened.

How could I expect her to trust me so easily when I was essentially a stranger to her? As a werewolf, my heightened senses made me acutely aware of every shift in her emotions. It was both a blessing and a curse, especially now when I wished I could shelter myself from her fear. "I won't hurt you, Skye," I found myself saying, a desperate attempt to alleviate her fear. "I know," she replied, and it was then that I realized her fear wasn't just of me. It was of the unknown, the world she was suddenly thrust into, the dangerous past she unknowingly had.

I scratched my hair, then picked up my phone to interpret these words. And when I finally found the perfect app to help me translate these words, my eyes widened in shock as I read out the words: “Watch your back because trust me, you can’t handle what’s headed your way.” I was shocked, and fear gripped me as I held the paper, still staring at it like I had been frozen by it. This certainly has to be a prank. Probably someone just wanted to make me have a scary experience in that club as I was a first timer or sort.

Horror movie to be precise. Zayn went out saying he wants to see someone and would be back soon. “Miss Kacie, would it be alright if we watch cartoons instead of this?" He pointed to the movie I was watching. I could see it in his eyes that he's scared to his bone, I almost laughed but I quickly composed myself and changed the channel. “Come here.” I opened my arms wide and he quickly rushed into my arms. He wrapped his small hands around my neck and placed his head on my chest.

They habour more and greater rage. Seems his rage with every passing second heightens. How in the world do I escape and get off his bondage?. Shivering, I slowly and gradually stare up his face. They're reddened and blaze more. Equally red as a human blood. I gasp then return my gaze to the floor. This really is bad. This is fucking bad. Am really, really, really done. No f**king two ways about it. How can one be highly cute but this scary?.

I'm squeezed, but halfway there when when what? then I see Him. Time freezes. I make his face out among the many dull faces I see every single day. What I feel is nothing like what I've read in books, seen in movies, or whatever. There's nothing nice about it. It's scary. I can hear my heartbeat drumming loud in my ears, louder than the music playing. It's like I have something stuck in my throat and it lays heavy there. My palms are sweating and my heart keeps skipping beats. I feel that terrible tightening in my stomach, it's not exactly painful but it's that awful stir I get when we have a test and I see the sheet contains questions I have not studied for.

I smile in triumph as I find a gory, slasher film. I use the couch pillow to bite down anytime I’m afraid I’ll scream and try to keep the volume low. I tuck my feet up into a blanket, my heart pounds in my chest at each jump scare and kill on the screen. But no matter how scary it gets, I never cover my eyes, I want to see it all. Max curls up on the couch beside me and eats any stray pieces of popcorn I drop. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs and I quickly change the channel. Dad appears seconds later with a smirk on his face as I play innocent. I pet Max on the head.

It seems that the wolf that just arrived was acquainted with the wolf that was killed before; I saw him standing in front of the gray wolf carcass and howled pitifully. Vince rolled his eyes, unconcerned. "Don't look any further; if they find us, then trouble; I don't want to waste my energy right now. Look at the belligerent fools out there, and they will be the first to die when the rampaging Rogues are released." "Are they really that scary?" I hesitantly asked. The corner of Vince's lips twitched dangerously. "More than all the rumors you hear, it is when you see it with your own eyes how terrible it is."

Imagine you saw a monster, demon, witch, vampire, or even a ghost stood right before your eyes and it turns out you are the only one it is visible to. Tell me, how would you feel? "What?!" I exclaimed. "It's just our reflections Peggy. What is it? What has happened to you all of a sudden?" He asked but ni ignored his question. "You... You mean to tell me... You mean to tell me you ca... can't see... tha... that?" I asked. Fear gripped me once more. It's all happening all over again. What do I do?