Tell me a 50 word short horror story.
I woke in the dark. A cold hand touched my face. I saw a shadow. Then, silence. I never saw the morning again.
The old mirror showed a figure not my own. It got closer each day. I smashed it, but now it haunts my reflection everywhere.
She heard a baby cry in the attic. No one was there. Every night it grew louder. Now, she's part of the cry.
Tell me a 200 - word horror story.
One night, I was alone in my old, creaky house. I heard a strange scratching at the window. When I peeked out, there was a pale face with hollow eyes staring back. I ran to my bedroom and locked the door. But then I saw a shadow seeping in from under the door. It slowly took the form of a hand, reaching for me. I screamed but no one could hear me. As it grabbed my ankle, I woke up. It was all a nightmare, or so I thought. But then I saw the scratches on my ankle.
Tell me a 300 word horror story.
Once upon a midnight dreary, I was alone in an old, creaking house. The wind howled outside like a banshee. I heard strange noises coming from the attic. With a trembling hand, I held my flashlight and climbed the rickety stairs. As I reached the attic, a cold gust blew out my light. In the pitch black, I felt a presence. Then, a pair of glowing eyes emerged. I tried to run, but something grabbed my ankle. I screamed, but no one could hear me. I was trapped in this nightmare, at the mercy of the unknown horror that lurked in the attic.
Tell me a word horror story.
Once upon a time, there was a word 'lonely'. It seemed to grow in the dark corners of a man's mind. Every time he thought of it, it became a living entity. It whispered to him at night, making him feel more and more isolated from the world. Eventually, the power of this single word drove him to the brink of madness.
Tell me a 100 word short story.
Once upon a time, a little girl found a lost puppy. She took it home. Her parents didn't want a pet at first. But the puppy was so cute and friendly. It made them laugh. In the end, they decided to keep the puppy. And they all lived happily ever after.
Tell me a short horror story.
I was home alone one night. As I was getting ready for bed, I heard a strange scratching at the window. I peeked out, but saw nothing. When I lay back down, the scratching grew louder. Then, suddenly, a pair of glowing eyes stared at me from the other side of the glass.