The old house creaked at night. I woke to find a cold hand on my shoulder.
The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door.
Another great one is 'I always thought my cat had a staring problem. She does.' This plays on the uneasiness of being stared at by your pet in a way that makes it seem more than just normal feline behavior. It gives the sense that there might be something more sinister about the cat's stare.
Story 1: The old house stood alone in the dark woods. Every night, a cold hand would reach out from under the floorboards. Story 2: She walked into the empty classroom. A shadow on the wall began to take the shape of a menacing figure.
One story could be: I woke up in a dark room. The walls were damp. There was a strange smell. I heard a low growl. I tried to find a door but there were only walls. My phone was missing. The growl got louder. I saw a pair of red eyes in the corner. I started to scream but no one could hear me. I realized I might never get out.
Well, here are a few. 'In the mirror, a strange face appeared behind me. It vanished when I blinked.' 'I found a note in my pocket. It said 'I'm always watching you' in a blood - red ink.' 'The clock stopped at midnight. Then I heard a whisper saying 'time is up' from the dark corner of the room.', "Answer3": "A 2 - sentence horror story could be this: 'I opened the fridge and saw a pair of eyes looking back at me. It was a severed head. Another is 'I woke up in a room filled with cobwebs. Then I noticed a figure lurking in the corner, its eyes glowing red. And also 'I was alone in the house when the phone rang. The voice on the other end said 'I'm already inside'.
I'll share this. I found a diary in an old attic. The last entry said 'They're coming for me tonight' and then the handwriting turned into scribbles. I started to hear scratching noises on the attic door right after reading it.
Story 1: I woke up to a cold hand on my face. When I turned on the light, no one was there.
My phone took a picture by itself. In the photo, there was a figure behind me.
I heard a baby crying in the attic. When I went up, I saw my old doll with a knife in its hand.
Walking through the cemetery at night, I heard a whisper calling my name from an unmarked grave.