Think that just a few seconds isn't enough time to get properly spooked? Think again.
These chilling super-short stories are not the lame old ghost stories your grandparents told around the fire, but they are perfect for telling at dinner parties, camping trips…and on Halloween, of course!
They may be urban legends, or perhaps based on true events, but either way, they're enough to leave you feeling the heebie-jeebies, looking over your shoulder to make sure that thump-thump off in the distance is truly nothing, and not something more sinister…something foreboding, something coming for you, watching, waiting.
Please SHARE these spooky shorts with all of your friends, and DARE them not to get scared!
I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy, check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy, there’s somebody on my bed.”
“I can’t sleep,” she whispered, crawling into bed with me. I woke up cold, clutching the dress she was buried in.
My sister says that mommy killed her. Mommy says that I don’t have a sister.
A girl heard her mom yell her name from downstairs, so she got up and started to head down. As she got to the stairs, her mom pulled her into her room and said, “I heard that, too."
My daughter won’t stop crying and screaming in the middle of the night. I visit her grave and ask her to stop, but it doesn’t help.
Getting chills yet?
Don’t be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet but never look up, she hates being seen.
After working a hard day, I came home to see my girlfriend cradling our child. I didn't know which was more frightening, seeing my dead girlfriend and stillborn child, or knowing that someone broke into my apartment to place them there.
The last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams. I sat bolt upright, relieved it was only a dream, but as I saw my alarm clock read 12:06, I heard my closet door creak open.
I can't move, breathe, speak or hear and it's so dark all the time. If I knew it would be this lonely, I would have been cremated instead.
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