She entered the attic. The doll she thought was broken started to laugh.
I saw a face in the mirror. But I was alone in the room. It was a face I didn't recognize, with hollow eyes and a strange grin. It made my blood run cold as I stared back at it, not knowing what it could be or where it came from.
My phone took a picture of me while I was sleeping and sent it to an unknown number.
My candle flickered and died. In the sudden blackness, I heard a ghostly whisper.
She checked the backseat of her car before getting in. As she drove, she saw a pale face in the rear - view mirror that wasn't there before. It was just a short drive home, but it felt like an eternity. The face in the mirror just stared at her with empty eyes.
I was alone in the forest. Out of the darkness, a pair of glowing eyes stared at me.
I walked into the forest. Out of nowhere, a bunny with red eyes hopped towards me and whispered 'hello'.
One: I sat on my couch. Something under the cushion grabbed my finger. Another: I walked into my room. The closet door opened on its own and a dark figure peeked out.
I opened the old wardrobe. A pair of cold, dead eyes stared back at me.
Another one could be 'The clock struck midnight and all the lights in the house suddenly went out.' Midnight is a very ominous time in horror stories, and the sudden loss of lights in the house creates a sense of panic and vulnerability, leaving the reader to wonder what will happen next in the darkness.
She took a shortcut through the cemetery. A cold hand grabbed her ankle from a freshly dug grave.