One short scary story is about a girl who lived in an old house. Every night, she heard strange scratching noises from the attic. One day, she finally gathered the courage to go up there. In the dim light, she saw a pair of glowing eyes. She ran out of the attic screaming, and never went back up again.
A hiker got lost in the woods at night. He found an abandoned cabin. When he entered, the door slammed shut behind him. As he tried to open it, he heard growling from the corner of the room. In the faint moonlight, he saw a large shadowy figure slowly approaching him. He was so terrified that he fainted.
Perhaps a story of a man who bought an old antique mirror. Every time he looked into it, he saw a figure that wasn't his reflection. The figure seemed to be getting closer and closer each time. One day, he woke up to find the figure standing at the foot of his bed.
There was a story of a little girl who lived in a haunted house. Every night, she would hear a lullaby playing softly, but there was no music box or radio. One night, she followed the sound and saw a ghostly woman sitting in the rocking chair in the attic. The woman turned her head slowly, and her eyes were completely white. The girl screamed and fled back to her room. After that, she never went to the attic alone again. This story shows how the unknown in a haunted place can be truly terrifying.
A really good scary short story is 'The Cask of Amontillado' by Edgar Allan Poe. The narrator lures his so - called friend into the catacombs to wall him up alive for some past insults. 'Lamb to the Slaughter' by Roald Dahl is also quite scary. A woman kills her husband with a frozen leg of lamb and then cleverly disposes of the evidence. And 'The Most Dangerous Game' by Richard Connell, where a man is hunted like an animal on a deserted island.
A young woman once stayed in a hotel in a small town. As she was getting ready for bed, she noticed a cold draft coming from the closet. When she opened it, she saw a pair of old - fashioned shoes and a dress that seemed to be from a different era. That night, she had vivid nightmares of a woman crying in the closet, and she could swear she heard the sobbing sound in her sleep.
One story could be about a haunted house. There was an old, dilapidated house at the end of the street. People said that at midnight, you could see a figure in the window. No one knew who it was or why it was there. It just stood there, motionless, staring out into the darkness. Every time someone walked by, they could feel a chill run down their spine.
I heard a baby crying in the attic. I climbed up. Only a doll stared back at me with dead eyes.
One story is about a girl at a sleepover. She heard strange scratching noises from under the bed. When she peeked, she saw a pair of glowing eyes. She was too scared to move or scream. Then, suddenly, the eyes disappeared. But she couldn't sleep all night, constantly worried that whatever it was might come back.
A girl found an old diary in the attic. As she started to read it, she felt a strange presence. The diary told of a girl who had died in the very house decades ago. Every page she turned, the room got colder. Suddenly, the pages of the diary started flipping on their own and she heard a voice whispering her name. She dropped the diary and ran downstairs, never to go back to the attic again.
One short and scary Halloween story is about a girl who was trick - or - treating alone. She came to a big, old house. When she knocked, an old woman with a strange glint in her eye opened the door. The woman offered her a big, shiny red apple. As the girl took a bite, she realized it tasted like blood. She looked up and the woman had disappeared, but she heard cackling all around her.
One Halloween short scary story is about a haunted house. A group of kids dared each other to enter an old, abandoned house on Halloween night. As they walked in, the door slammed shut behind them. They heard strange whispers and saw shadows moving on the walls. One of the kids felt a cold hand on his shoulder, and they all ran out screaming.