Tell me some short one sentence horror stories.
The last page of the diary read 'They're coming for me, and now they know where you are'.
She smiled at me from the mirror, but I was alone in the room. This short horror story plays on the fear of the unknown and the unexpected. Mirrors are often associated with the supernatural in horror, and the idea of seeing someone who isn't supposed to be there is truly terrifying. It makes you wonder if there are otherworldly beings that can cross over into our realm and interact with us in such a creepy way.
I woke up to find a handprint on my window, but I live on the 20th floor.
Tell me some short 2 sentence horror stories.
I woke up in the middle of the night. There was a figure standing at the foot of my bed.
Tell me some two sentence short horror stories.
I woke up to a cold hand on my shoulder. When I turned, no one was there.
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I woke up to find a handprint on my window. It was on the inside.
Tell me some short two - sentence horror stories.
I woke up in the middle of the night. There was a figure standing at the foot of my bed.
Tell me some scary one - sentence horror stories.
She always heard whispers in the attic. One day, she went up there and the whispers stopped forever.
Tell me some creepy one - sentence horror stories.
The old doll in the attic blinked as I walked past. It was the first time I noticed it had eyes.
Tell me some 'one sentence phan horror stories'.
The old doll in the attic blinked. It was never a doll.
Tell me some horror stories from pinterest one sentence horror stories.
I opened the old diary. The last entry read 'They're coming for me tonight' and then I heard a knock on my door.
Tell me some '2 Sentence Horror Stories'.
One: The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door. Two: I woke up to find 'You are next' written on my mirror. I live alone.
Tell me some '5 sentence horror stories'.
Here's another. 'The old house was empty. I walked in, the floorboards creaking. A photo on the wall showed a face that looked like mine. The lights flickered. When I looked back at the photo, the face was gone.'