Horror Story Ideas: Writing to Scare People

Updated on March 13, 2018

My Very Own Scary Story Ideas for Writers to Develop

I'm allowing people to see some of my horror story ideas in the hopes of motivating myself into developing some of my own story writing. The reasoning behind this is a little embarrassing, but since it bears on me deciding to write this article, here are some broad strokes of this tale:

The creative bug didn't bite me until I was an adult. As I found myself reading good stories, watching good movies, and looking at great art, I discovered that I longed to create such things on my own. I wanted to say that my job was to create. I quickly began to accumulate ideas, and since I loved the horror genre, a lot of them leaned towards the darker side of things. I began forming horror story ideas everywhere and thoroughly enjoyed jotting down plots of frightening tales. This went on for years, and despite accumulating so many ideas, I still don't have any concrete creations yet. Hopefully, this article will help inspire me to start fleshing these plots out and put them out into the universe.

Personal anecdote aside, let's get to the meat on the bones, shall we? Here are 27 scary story ideas for you to hopefully develop or at least be inspired by! Enjoy.

Horror Story Ideas

  1. As your grandfather lies on his deathbed, he tells you of a terrible crime he committed many years ago and got away with. He also tells you that his freedom was the result of a spell he performed and that you should expect a visit from a dark man. "He will come out of the shadows," are his last words.
  2. A hiker is trapped in a freak snowstorm but finds shelter in an old cave. As the weeks pass, he grows hungry. Water is not a problem, but he is a meat eater and he begins to look at his lower leg. "There's a lot of good muscle on the lower leg." He draws out his knife and prepares to do what's necessary to survive.
  3. A small child begins to take a huge interest in horror films. He begins to experiment with small animals, but eventually decides to graduate on to humans. His only decision is to focus on adults or other children. He then begins to sneak out at night on a regular basis . . .
  4. An old serial killer is suffering from the equivalent of writer's block and has not killed in three years . . . until he reads an article about horror story ideas.
  5. You are invited to a swanky party full of rich and boring people. To amuse yourself, you ask someone a rather innocent, hypothetical question, "Do you know what it's like to kill a person?" Then, someone says yes.

Short Horror Story Ideas that Focus on Creatures and Monsters

  1. Larry is a necrophiliac and often visits old cemeteries at night to indulge in his hobby. Imagine his surprise after spending hours digging through rooted ground at hearing sounds coming from inside a casket. Larry smiles . . . and then begins to open it.
  2. There is an old legend about the land the Preston family just purchased at a rock bottom price. The family that used to live in the city is going to find out that they definitely need to do research before buying real estate in the country for a price that is too good to believe.
  3. A person visits the same spot in the forest every night for the past five months He (or she) always stays until dawn until he has to get ready to go to work. He had heard a rumor that the forest was inhabited by some sort of monster. Tonight, he'll find out that the rumors are true.
  4. Ricky has been given the OK to get a pet dog and, despite looking all day, he just couldn't find the one he wanted. They were heading home when they saw someone putting out a "dog for sale" sign at a house. The boy falls in love with the animal and convinces his parents to purchase it despite their reservations. So, what were the parents nervous about? They had never seen a dog that stood so tall, with solid red eyes, even though they were assured by the owner that these were just medical oddities.
  5. Emily knew the risks of calling forth such ancient creatures for simple favors, but she just had to make Josh love her. Nothing else was more important. She had done everything the book said to do down, down to the last detail, and felt confident her spell would be successful. It's a shame that she didn't realize the typo on the word "tree." Someone had forgotten the letter "h." Now, Emily has to live inside her body alongside a powerful demon—a demon that takes control more often than she wants it to.

Scary Ghost Story Ideas (Featuring Other Things That Go Bump In the Night)

  1. Rose was quite comfortable with Henry having an imaginary friend. After all, she had one when she was little was fine. Tom was a little worried about him talking to nothing all the time, but she wasn't. She picked up his clothes and headed to his room; the door was closed, as usual. She opened it just in time to see a checker piece move across the board . . . by itself.
  2. As the spirit sat and watched the girl on the other side of the mirror, he felt such sadness. Despite being dead for only a short time, it felt like an eternity. He watched his wife with loving eyes and watched as she put the gun into her mouth. "It'll be good to see her again," he thought.
  3. Ouija boards are tricky contraptions. Even the most seasoned demonologist will tell you to treat them with extreme caution. As the salesman was going over the finer points of using the device, all Karen could think about was why someone would bother to create one using human bones. She would later regret not learning why.
  4. A new author becomes worried when he can't come up with a good idea for his second book. In an act of desperation, he takes out a very old book that his grandfather brought back from the homeland. As he turns the book to an ancient spell, he seriously contemplates contacting H.P. Lovecraft and making a slave out of him.
  5. Allen has tried to contact the spirit world 12 times, and has failed 12 times. This time, he has taken some advice from a seasoned medium and feels confident he will succeed. Too bad, because he didn't know the medium was suffering from a mental breakdown while giving him that advice. He will definitely get more than he bargained for on this attempt.

Short Scary Story Ideas to Develop at Your Own Leisure

  1. A man is working the graveyard shift when "Twilight Zone" by Golden Earring comes on the radio. The clock strikes 2 A.M. just as the song lyrics "It's 2 A.M., the fear has gone . . ." plays. The lights go out, yet the radio continues playing. Other things begin to happen as well. The song continues to play this whole time.
  2. A guy has an opportunity to spend the night with a childhood crush who has been dead for over twenty years. There are drawbacks, of course.
  3. A 7-year-old child decides to take revenge on his abusive parents after getting no help from his teacher. He also draws inspiration from watching Friday the 13th Part III.
  4. A painter decides to make his ultimate masterpiece by using his own blood to paint with.
  5. A woman is overcome with the need to dig a hole in a particular spot on her lawn. After digging 30 feet down, she finds something: a doorknob and a door.

Lastly, Some One-Liner Writing Prompts to Get Those Creative Juices Flowing

  1. Four strangers are drawn to a small town to enter a bizarre contest.
  2. A small child will go to any lengths to win this year's science fair.
  3. A guy becomes worried when he notices the neighborhood cats begin following him.
  4. All of a sudden you can hear the thoughts of plants, and they are not pleasant.
  5. Someone leaves an old key with directions on where the lock is. Do you follow?
  6. A town falls victim to a large plague of killer rats.
  7. What would you do if you suspected your child of killing someone?

What type of horror stories do you like to read or write?

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        13 hours ago

        Finally a good one;

        Your friend died almost 3 years ago, you are still quite sad, you are so depressed that you try to text her on her phone, you don't expect an answer of course, and you go to sleep, you wake up to the sound of phone notifications and *boom* your dead friend, you keep texting as;

        hi (you)

        hi, I miss you (she?)

        Where are you?


        I thought you were dead

        who said otherwise

        (you hear your dog bark downstairs and a door is shut)

        Where are you? (you)

        I am here


        Look behind you

        Your dead 'friend' sends you a photo from your angle, you can clearly see something inhuman behind you.

        You deeply regret texting her

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        2 days ago

        Age does not quite matter, actually, the smaller the better cause younger ages tend to have more imagination, now I hardly can come up with an innovative idea.

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        Rida 3 days ago

        Nice ideas

        Iam just 10,but love to write stories

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        4 days ago

        You are now convinced that there is someone else in your house, doors you open are closed, doors you closed are open, channels you never put on Tv are on and that cold feeling around you never goes away until you leave the house.

        Too bad, you never knew your house was sold when you died.

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        NightMareHouse27 4 days ago

        your friends are having a game night and you weren't invited. you decide to raid on their party and create a really scary scene.

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        Tales From the Library 4 weeks ago

        Its a series, that be a horror tv series. Seems familiar, but a whole different idea. Its about this library that is in any area of the world, pretty much, depending how many the library will open its doors to 1 person or more, it will decide. The Pilot will be in to 4 parts for just 1 episode, 4 tales in the first.

        Who ever enters this library, starting out 1 person, per book, per day, can be checked out. But there is 2 librarians, in this huge, 2 story, very wide, scary library of ancient past look. There is a old creepy librarian, whos hair is up in air, grey and white, like Don King like been electrocuted eyes blood shot, and don't blink.

        Her face is pale dead looking and looks simular to a mummy or a corpse. Then there is a pretty librarian. Each is bad for old, and good librarian for good. Each kid, depending on personality goes to either librarian. Men or kids or teens, walk in and it decides. The first one has 3 kids Mark, Shane and Gregory, chasing a cool looking 11 year old Andrew into the library, the want to beat him up.

        Andrew hides, while they enter, the old scary woman gives Mark the leader a special book he will love. He hesitates and reads it later, the story in the book is called, the other side of the tracks. About a cursed area just outside the town. Villagers tell the tell of anywhere over the right side / or from other direction left, of the iron rails, is cursed its best to keep past the right or left rail.

        There is a old very old historical western village all there, still as if yesterday, totally abandoned. 500 people vanished, died, never to be seen again.

        The kid in the story, is reckless and gets into so much trouble, he gets angry when his parents tease him about being vegan, just wants to tease them about eating just mostly meat. They work late at night, and home during day.

        Him and his friends cause alot of trouble at school and peoples property. Then that day at Halloween, they want to sneak in the old village western town. See the old bank, jail and saloon. He disobeys his family, and go partying knowing underage hitches a ride, and drinks and smokes in the town. Completely underage, but they don't care.

        As their having a party in the old west. Drinking smoking laughing playing tunes. There is somethings inside it late at night, clawing on the walls of the buildings. Growling, slowly one by one their fun is turned nightmarish, its haunted by a pack of really huge, really scary faced werewolves, and its not even full moon. One by one the kids die, the main kid tries to make it up the hill.

        As legend says. BEfore he gets there his parents arethere in their car, screaming at him, racing him up the hill, they hear more growling. Yelling at him, to not of came. Before they were feet from the closest railroad piece, the parents held him tight by the wrist, they stop, they start shakingreally badly.

        ALl the kid can do is shake allover the place. Their claws came breaking his wrists. The kid horrified beyond believe, his parents wanted him safe from their curse, he closed his eyes and knew his fate, as they devoured him.

        Mark laughs at the story, not knowing his friends wouldnt see him for days. Until the 2nd to last story, of Gregory reading his story.

        ( Anyone who comes in is cursed by the libraryif take a book read it, whenver you die, by whatever the book decides sits well to your character your on a journey of your own, the moment you die, your in the book for another person. Sealed and trapped in the library. Each has its own story, idea, and uniquiness creating many many many episodes. Not barely ever hear what happens to the first person or persons you meat early. Their for most part for future checkouts, in a purgatory, of their own, good or bad.

        Ready for someone to read them for their soul to go where to .. in the LIbrary.

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        4 weeks ago

        You hear a voice coming from the windpipe, it calls you to come downstairs, you are afraid that you hide in your covers, then the voice comes again, this time telling you to look at the door, so curious you do, a figure of something dark is standing, you hide in your covers, you think it is a dream, but wait, you have insomnia!

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        Someone 4 weeks ago

        I liked the first idea!

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        Megan 5 weeks ago

        You said I needed to let go of my control from time to time.

        Now you're bleeding and looking terrified, I bet you regret suggesting it.

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        5 weeks ago

        I never liked working as a security guard in a mental institute, especially alone and at midnight to dawn, I work alone and the doctors helped me somewhat and comforted me by saying all patients are locked, and I should not worry about anything, I went to my office were a dozen of cameras lurked, I saw a face staring and smiling to the camera in the cellar, I froze, I decided to go investigate, but was interrupted by the man standing in front of door, he had a machatte and was covered with blood, he said, don't worry I don't bite,His eyes were all black and his fingers were rotten and blackened, he did not seem human. neither sane.

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        5 weeks ago

        I wake up to the sound of something breaking," not again"I thought, you see, my neighbor's dog likes to enter my house, and this neighbor cannot seem to control his dog, But after moments of breaking precious artifact, There was an eerie silence, not a single sound, I was so scared and frightened that I was too scared to open my door, I looked beneath my door, and to this tiny opening I saw feet, someone was standing infront of my door, I live alone, I gently opened the window and there was a crowd of people staring lifelessly at my house, I heard the door open.

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        ICE BABE 5 weeks ago

        i swear your ideas are damn epic

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        5 weeks ago

        Your same amazing story with some description, though I strongly believe yours was better.

        As I made my way through the misty road, returning home, I heard a knock, I thought it was just in my head but the voice sounded closer now, I heard my heart pounding, I shuddered with fear, cold and alone, fear made me run, I ran frantically and alas reached home, but that eerie feeling followed me, I summoned some courage and turned around, but only emptiness lurked, My heart still pounded, pounding like roaring thunder, I checked the laundry room, nothing was there only clothes washing, I've must have washed earlier, I went upstairs, headed to my room, and there was a man standing, with a dark grin etched on his face, his devilish looks frightened me, He walked towards me, Running for my life was i, only after some steps, tripped in the middle of the floor, At this time my heart was pounding so heavily it almost made my ears deaf, There I lied crying and pleading for mercy, crying, hoping it might go away, then I heard a voice asking "what is wrong?", it was my mom, it was nighttime, and the guy was gone, it was a dream, one of the illusions I had....again.

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        5 weeks ago

        It was really neat, but you can add a description of the man, making it more spooky.

        cannot wait for the next part.

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        Horror 5 weeks ago

        Is this a good story? I went home… Hearing a knock, I thought it was just in my head...but it came closer. I thought my heart was pounding, I ran ran and ran to home, I closed the door shut, afraid of what the next thing I would here, I was terrified, terrified to turn around. I got the courage to turn… nothing was there, I heard my heart pounding, like it was out of my chest. I checked the laundry room, nothing there but clothes washing, I must’ve washed earlier.I went upstairs to my room, I looked and there I saw, standing, was a man, he was walking… toward me then I heard the pounding again I knew I wa running for my life, so I ran, I ran, and tripped, right in the middle of the floor, the pounding was so loud it hurt my ear drums. I was sitting there panicking crying to myself over and over. Then I heard a voice ask, “What’s wrong”, it was my mom, it was night and the guy was gone...It was a dream, one of the illusions I had….. Again.

        TO BE CONTINUED…..

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        Horror 7 weeks ago

        You are going on a school trip. To the place where your best friend disappeared

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        7 weeks ago

        the more it happens the more I realize, I don't have insomnia since it is having trouble going to sleep, I have trouble waking up, the thing stalks me in my sleep, but since my new medication, my insomnia has withdrawn from me, but still I meet the thing, it does not hurt me or do anything, but would you consider red eyes weird? or long rotten nails? I don't know but today, I saw my friend's drawing, she drew the thing, was it real?

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        Tessa 7 weeks ago

        I love horror stories. They are my favorite types of books to read. One of my favorites is Frozen Charlotte. It is so good you should really read it.

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        Vivek 8 weeks ago

        This is cool text because at school we are writing a horror story and you gave me lots of information about the story

        Thank you for doing a horror story these are proper scary

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        2 months ago

        here are some topics you could use;

        1.you hear your mom calling you down for dinner, you come down the stairs and find your mom cuffed and locked in a cage, your mom's voices calls again from the kitchen.

        2.you wake up to the sound of dripping water from the ceiling, you go to the roof and find a dead person with dripping blood.

        3.A psychologist is sent to assess an insane woman at her house, he/she soon realizes her delusions might be real after all.

        4. your daughter keeps talking to a person called"him" which happens to be a shadow from the closet, until one day she does not, you find her dead/taken and a note was written, "She won't be coming back, -him"

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        shamariana 2 months ago

        need topics about scary things

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        2 months ago

        seeing my dead mom was more than overwhelming to me, at least it was a dream I saw her in, but after seeing her everyday and everywhere, I am now convinced it is not her, but if it wasn't her, how does she know my name? and how does she know my insane mom's habit of following people before killing them?

        I never knew who she was before leaving it.

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        Mr. Awesome 2 months ago

        i really like this website! I thought it was relatively cool.

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        2 months ago

        it is funny how I wrote this, and every time I enter a room and forget what I came for, I shudder, who knows maybe I have really met it.

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        I am spooky 2 months ago

        this a true story about one of my friends mom . she is a regular traveller

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        MariaD 2 months ago

        I have a story that made my arm hair stick up. My friend told me a story of how her Aunt asked her dying Mother, after she passes to come to her in her dreams so that she knows her Mother is in heaven and is happy. Her dying Mother tells her she will come to her. After her passing the daughter waited and hoped to dream of her Mother but she never came, until one day years later she did come to her in her dream. Daughter was so happy to see her and ask her about heaven and it's wonders. The daughters asks "Mom are you happy is heaven beautiful?" Mother just looks at her, sitting on a bench with no smile and shakes her head NO!!!. Still gives me chills

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        2 months ago

        Did you ever encounter it? the person who steals your thoughts? who steals your sanity? The "it" that wears a black hood and a mask? The one who kills a part of your innocence each time you meet?

        You'd probably say no, so let me rephrase;

        Did you ever enter a room and forgot what you came for?

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        2 months ago

        I want to write a new short horror story, I have themes in my head, don't know which is better;(Please don't copy)

        1.A mother finds her 5-year-old daughter digging a hole, she hears a voice coming from it.

        2.you run to find your child calling for you, as a father your instincts make you rush without thinking, then you open the door, you remember, your child died a year ago. (and your child was definitely not 2 meters tall and did not wear a black hood.)

        3.Mommy? is what you hear every night from the attic, you live alone

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        Thanks 2 months ago

        Thankyou guy's soo much for giving me these ideas. I am writing an essay on a Gothic horror story and this helped soo much.

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        lkjhgfdsa 2 months ago

        I like stories with torture and sickening details

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        Dragon Soal 2 months ago

        I loved this! Thanks :)

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        Dragon Soal 2 months ago

        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.”

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        2 months ago

        and another story;

        “Daddy, Monsters?”

        “No Timmy, there are no monsters under your bed, no monsters in your closet and no monsters behind the curtains, there are no such things as monsters! now go to sleep.”

        “But, what about him?”


        “The two-faced man?”

        “What about him?”

        “He came yesterday, holding a knife, he wanted to kill me, and he said; There are no such things as monsters! then I screamed and it was you.”


        “Daddy, um, I am afraid.”

        “Where is he now?”

        “Um, he is in you.”


        “Daddy, you are him!”

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        All 2 months ago

        The worst kind of scary stories is the ones without blood and Gore they have to have it or else people like me won't read them

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        Deathbringer 2 months ago

        My story is called the green dragon, its about a girl who found a drogon necklace that can make dark wishes, and it never comes of. . .

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        Hshahsjs 2 months ago

        I have recently become very enticed in the horror genera. These ideas are very helpful to explore my own twisted imagination, and write it down.

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        2 months ago

        here is another story;

        When I was six, I remember my mother hiring psychologists, trying to tell why was I talking to walls, but little did they know I was not talking to walls, but the figure that lived in it. My mother had all the right to be worried, imagine a six-year-old that never slept, never had the desire to eat and all she wanted to do, is talk to walls, I heard my mother cry sometimes at night, and with my father’s death, things got worse, my mother’s temper got worse, she was angry all the time, that one day, she put me on a sleeping drug, and little did she know, the figure did not want me to sleep.The next day I woke up, with 2 things in my mind, why had they diagnosed me with schizophrenia and where did I get this awful scar from, I then realized that _she_ did itMother came up and she gasped, she looked at the 5-inch scar on my leg and arms and asked what happened, I told her the truth but she got scared and she decided it was for the best to leave our house, and as I expected the figure got angryI clearly remember that the next morning we wake up, notes written with blood scrambled on the walls, it read; You cannot hide from me, and at this exact point, my mother and I left the houseOne day, I was home alone and I decided to watch Tv, I jumped when I saw her, the figure from the wall standing and holding a knife, I ran outside and called my mother, police came and they found nothing, but I am sure my eyes have not failed me, the next day mom brought a psychologist, an old friend of mine, and he said that since my father’s tragedy things could have slipped out of my mind and this image I saw, might have been in a horror movie I had seen before, and as much as I’d like to believe him..for a moment I did...but...but.... the eyes in the walls just blinked

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        3 months ago

        to write horror stories imagine all things that comfort you and twist it, or write a list of all things you get scared of and write about it.

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        Awahyjim Carlos 3 months ago

        What would you do if you suspected your child of killing someone?

        Some, I mean, most of my characters: be proud of them.

        ME: Damn it why did they learn evil things from me. I don't talk about horror stuff anymore since my youngest brother in grade 3 starts talking about murdering people. I am a bad influence. :(

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        Awahyjim Carlos 3 months ago

        The old serial killer story idea murdered me. What if someone s actually doing that...scary

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        3 months ago

        I remember babysitting a child one day, and she like all children had dolls, but what was funny she named one girl doll jack, I asked if she wanted to play hide and seek, she agreed on one condition, Jack plays too, I did not mind, after all, my doll kitty was with me too when I was a child, I played and almost instantly I found her in the closet, I told her it was bed time, but she said the game was not over, Jack was yet to be found, i said it was enough and i would get in trouble if I let her stay up late, she started crying and said in a trembling voice if you do not find him, he finds you.

        I went home after her parents came, and my front door was open and the lights were out, there was a note on the front porch,

        I FOUND YOU!


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        Derpifox 3 months ago

        Ahmed Hussein- When i opened the door to my room. I realized something odd. I left my doll on the chair with the rest of the dolls, but it had moved. I didn't know who did it because my parents weren't home. Suddenly, I felt a strange chill like if something was creeping up my back. One of my dolls was missing. I ran to the kitchen and a knife was missing. "Look behind you (Your Character's Name)".

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        MikGamerPRO 3 months ago

        I want to write a book of horror. can you help me?

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        Ahmed Hussein 3 months ago

        Can you please help me how to write story about scary doll

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        Anita (again lol) 3 months ago

        Ellie dragged herself upstairs. She had just come home from the craggy, neglected church where her mother forced her to do voluntary work. As she heaved her heavy legs up the steep, dusty stairs and chucked off her chunky shoes, they smashed fiercely against the dense, plaster wall. When she turned on the light, her bedroom had never felt much like home. Her homemade chandelier glittered and created a cracked glass effect on the floor. The duvet, which was dark blue, was spilled on the ground and surrounded by pillows on the floor. The bed frames created a sudden creaking sound - CRERRRRRR! - as it they were struggling to hold up the mattress. Ellie turned off her light and it made an unusually loud noise ; as if someone had just dropped a heavy book on the floor. Walking whilst on her phone, she sat on her bed and sighed. CRERRRRRR! The bed sounded again. Ellie pulled on her duvet and shut her eyes tightly. A shuffling was heard on the floor. In the corner on the room, a spark of light appeared and a high pitched, quiet noise arose. What was it?

        Shortly after, a long, winding shadow poured down the stairs. It looked like a cadaverous, gaunt, human-like branch which slowly snaked along the hallway. When it moved, it sounded bizarrely similar to the creaking bed. CRERRRRRR! The wind whistled and the curtains attacked the room. A long figure spiralled onto the 2nd floor and stuck out its long, cruddy, as sharp as blade nails. It (not he) sneaked into Ellie’s room. She lay, unconscious, covered up in her thick ocean coloured quilt. All of a sudden the elongated, devilish shadow fell upon her.

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        Anita 3 months ago

        A blind man becomes a horrific murderer to avenge his sight. All in his sleep...

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        hehehe 3 months ago

        soon people stopped looking for monsters under their bed when they discovered they where inside their head

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        Kaymin 3 months ago

        A girl who is living in a haunted house with an abusive mother

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        hailey koczrowski 3 months ago

        i recently wrote about clowns.........a man hears a noise at night to see its....... next morning thats gone. i used alot of detail its called the secret circus

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        Aiza 4 months ago

        Please help me to make a horror script for our movie project

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        Anonymous 4 months ago

        Ghost hunting teenagers,hunted house near graveyard oujia board gone wrong, 7 teens come 3 come out

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        Jellie 4 months ago

        My stories were for TPSP: Pursuit of Passion... 2017-2018 and I needed some tips on how to write them better.

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        Unknown 4 months ago

        So I write stories and I wrote this about a girl who got stalked by this 48 year old guy who had wrinkles. My teachers and my friends loved it even crush. Hehe

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        Brianna 4 months ago

        An abandoned girl who ventures through a dark and almost never ending forest. She comes to find she likes the darkness, and discovers there's more to it than just lack of light.

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        Veronica 4 months ago

        My story has two parts. It’s called: The Valentine Letters both pages are ten pages long both sides. It’s pretty much about a girl who has two twin sister the girl is 14 and the other sisters are 16 and they are twins one I the sisters is special needs and the other one hates her so the 14 year old decides to kill the one that doesn’t want to help with her special needs sister then her friend finds out so she goes to kill her friend but the murderer dies by drowning and comes back to life. She finally kills her friend then her mom and special needs sister get in a car crash and the murderer wakes up screaming in a hospital the doctors come in and say she was in a coma for 3 years and everyone died, now she’s wondering if she’s didnt kill them, how did she see it. It’s only called the valentine letters because each victim gets three horrifying valentine letters saying they will die on Valentine’s Day and they die on Valentine’s Day

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        Jellie 4 months ago

        This is part 1 of my story: (Can't find a good title name)

        Rose and Her Souls:Part 1

        As Jason walks, he sees Rose, a creepy girl from his school following him with a bag. Rose always follows boys with the same brown bag everyday, usually Jason. He turns around and sees Rose speed up her pace catching up to him, he starts to run to the bus stop but she grabs him by the shirt and knocks him out, covering his head with the bag.

        When Jason wakes up, he is tied up in a chair. Rose stands over him with a large book. “Don’t worry Jason, this book is safe and has the spell necessary for my hunger. No need to be afraid this won’t hurt a bit, I think.” Rose says innocently. Screaming, Jason yells, “No! Stop! Help! Somebody! I’m tied up! Help me! Help me!” as he gasps for air, Rose puts her hands on each of his cheeks repeating the spell and walks away for a moment leaving her hands on his cheeks. Slowly, Jason lifts his own hands and peels the soft, fleshy hands dislocated from Rose’s arms, terrified he screams and faints.


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        Donald Trump 4 months ago

        Thanks so much! I wrote a story about an evil chocolate cake that nuked America. Really helped!

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        Jellie 4 months ago

        I hope you guys like it... I'm not exactly finished yet though.

        My family and I just moved into a house for a great price and the neighborhood is hopefully safe. Our neighbor give us disappointed looks whenever they walk by our house, but my mom says their just jealous. My parent’s fixed the plumbing and straightened the house up in less than six months, which I thought was a short time.

        A few weeks later, I wake up hearing my mom screaming in the bedroom, I jump out of bed and run into my brother in the hallway. We glanced at each other worried about what will happened and we run to our parents room, I kick the door open and see my mom’s headless body lying on the ground in the bathroom while her bloody head dangling on the light above the mirror. David turns around and sees my dad lying down in the bed unconscious. Scared, David calls the police crying and telling them what he saw.

        When they arrived I was already in tears with David on the front porch. A police officer spoke with David asking him questions after he stopped crying, “What happened upstairs?”

        “I don’t know.” replied David.

        “How old are you and your sister and where is your father?”

        “I’m 12 and she is 8. My dad is unconscious upstairs.” I started to cry even harder.

        More police cars and an ambulance came in front of our house, neighbors soon were getting out of their houses to see what all the commotion was about, when they saw us they just shook their heads sadly as if they knew what happened. My dad finally wakes up yelling, “What the heck happened? What the heck happened to my wife?” and runs to the front door confused with what’s going on, they pull him aside telling him the sad truth and ask him questions. He answers them all, but he stubbornly asked, “Who murdered my wife?”

        When they told him that they didn’t know who, my dad slowly turns around and walks into the house. I shyly follow my dad and hold his hand repeating over and over, ”What do we do now? What do we do now?” He sighed, “I don’t know sweetie.” Once my mom got murdered, my dad was depressed all the time and found a new wife two weeks later. David told me that he was online dating trying to find a new wife to keep him company and help him raise us better. The police didn’t know what to do since they had no clues and they were busy with robberies around the city, I always hated the police anyway.

        Our new ‘mom’ didn’t like the fact that she slept in a bedroom where someone was murdered, dad wanted her to be happy, so she got to choose a room she wanted instead. She chose my room to sleep in, probably because it was the biggest room. “Samantha, why do I have to sleep here? My mom recently died here! Why can’t David sleep here and I sleep in his room?” Talking sense into her did not work, it just got her mad, “Shut up and sleep here or you will sleep in the garage!” Dad came in drooping and mumbled, “Listen to you mother please.” “She is not my mom.” I said back, glaring at Samantha. She glared back and went to the bathroom mirror to admire her reflection. Satisfied with her beauty, she walked out and somehow tripped on the mat falling the floor. I tried to hold back a laugh as she stumbled out of the room angrily slamming the door behind her.

        At night I woke up hearing scratching noises, I look at my window. Then, in the bathroom the noises grew louder. I slowly walk up to the mirror, turning on the bathroom light I shakely ask, “Hello, anybody there?”, no answer. As I walk away I looked back into the bathroom with the light still on, the light was flickering. I even thought I heard muffled whispers from the sink. But whatever, I didn’t pay much attention because I was still tired.

        In the morning, I run downstairs looking for my dad and breakfast. There was a note a the fridge saying that Samantha and Dad were going on a trip to Galveston, and they will be back tomorrow at 8:00 A.M. I go upstairs to wake up my brother and tell him to make me breakfast, as usual he was sleeping. I punch him awake and he lazily comes out of bed and makes breakfast. The rest of the day, David and I play video games. Night comes faster than I expected, I fall asleep easily but wake up at night hearing the same noises last night.

        This time I know that I’m dreaming because my mom stands in front of me telling me to stay away from something, before it gets me too. I wake up panicking and more scared than ever. I look at the bathroom in front of me angrily and before I was even thinking of what I was about to do I run into the bathroom kicking and running wild. I suddenly stop once I feel something, something cold, something digging into my skin peeling my flesh. I scream like how my mom did, a rotten hand covers my mouth while slowly slicing my arms with it’s teeth, I was in too much pain. It stopped and disappeared into the walls once my brother ran in.

        He saw me and called the hospital and police telling them to hurry before I lose too much blood. He looks at me freaking out and asking, “Who did this to you? What happened?” The ambulance arrives and takes me to the hospital calling my dad, Samantha told them to take care of me but they are not going back no matter what. I really hate her now, I literally almost died and all she wants is to stay in Galveston with my dad lying on the sand tanning.

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        Spring trap 4 months ago

        This helped a lot...

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        Aiza 5 months ago

        Any type of horror suspense..

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        ?????? 5 months ago

        Sure! What type of suspense script do you want?

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        Aiza 5 months ago

        Can you help me to make a horror suspense script? We need to create a movie for our project.

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        ?????? 5 months ago

        I hope you like this story.

        An anonymous boy finds out that a murderer is outside his house. He tries to call for help but no one believes him. He tries calling the police. When they search the place, they find an empty elmo costume near an open window. They ask the boy if he saw the man. When he replies no, they decide that he is gone.

        Later that evening, he hears a voice say, "Why did you call the cops? Why? I'm your best friend."

        The boy is terrified and asked, "Who are you?!!"

        There is no response, but the boy can now hear a knife coming from its sheath. He screams, "WHO THE HECK ARE YOU?????!!!!!!!!"

        "Why, I thought you knew, I'm-"

        The attacker's response is cut short by the screams of the unknown boy.

        Sad, isn't it how sometimes, the tension rises, but the story is cut short. There would have been such a long story if someone hadn't have CUT it short.

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        Saakshi 5 months ago

        Nyc but put some more afforts....

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        Chris P. Bacon (Not my real name) 5 months ago

        Ive finished one of my stories that i think turned out super good all my friends liked it.

        so this girl rented a house for 3 days until she could go stay at her aunts place, all 3 nights where unpleasant, she encounters a long slender creature, its not slender man, the last night the women looks down to the side of the bed and happens to see the long black slender creature, she didn't scream or make a noise, the creature put its long slender finger to its mouth and said ¨Hushh..Don't tell¨ and crawled out of the window, the girl quickly called her friend and told her, what happened next was unpleasant, and remains unknown till this day

        well that's the story!

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        hello 5 months ago

        I have a writing competition and this helped

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        Rick Riordan 5 months ago

        I will create a book about one of these

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        why am i here? 5 months ago

        thanks this helped

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        boo 6 months ago

        any body know what type of monster I should put in my story

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        boo 6 months ago

        what would you do if you were being chased by a monster and it killed your parents

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        stay calm and do some art 6 months ago

        i love writing books, mostly scary or supernatural.

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        Colin Greienr 6 months ago

        I don't really know what to write about and how to start a scary or horrifying story. So if anyone has an idea please tell me.

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        Zak 6 months ago

        Thanks man this helped me a lot with my drama homework I hope my teacher isn't reading this

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        cool 6 months ago

        love the ideas writting one now

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        carla m. 6 months ago

        i love horror stories, movies anything that will give you the chills.if i could be in a horror movie it would be a dream come true.

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        daygoro 6 months ago

        i need help doing an assignment for my high school writing contest

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        Ellee 6 months ago

        Dead bodys

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        damon 6 months ago

        how was that? i was acting out my favorite book, MORPHIUS ROAD: THE LIGHT. here is what this book is about: Marshall Seaver is being haunted. Or maybe we should say, hunted, because it was that too. Marsh is left alone to deal with demons both of his own making and those that are reaching out from beyond the grave. Follow this series to outer reaches of reality where the supernatural becomes . . . natural.

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        Hunter Clayton 6 months ago

        I love scary stories!

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        angle williams 6 months ago

        headless horseman

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        Luci 6 months ago

        I need small scary starting topic suitable for any scary story

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        Emily BUte 6 months ago

        i need some ideas for a scary story

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        Emily BUte 6 months ago

        I need help writing my scary story

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        Savannah Nicholson 6 months ago

        A girl's father is overcome with paranoia, and he posts security cameras inside and outside of the house. One day, she gets home from school and finds the house empty, except for a note written in blood on the wall. It reads, "It had to be done."

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        Gabe Navarette 6 months ago

        I know I already posted this, but I've added new material. I need some ruthless editing because none of my 8th grade English teachers will look at it because of the graphicness. I need someone with an eye for detail and blood and violence.

        The Woods

        By Gabe Navarette

        It was a foggy, artic day in southern Nevada. I was setting up for our annual camping trip with my cousin, and I fell to the ground when I tripped over a rock while loading a tent into the truck. I saw that my knee was bleeding lightly. “I’m fine” I said to my cousin. “We should just go. Get in the car.” I told him. When we got there, we set up camp. The place was very eerie, as there was a dense layer of fog covering the rocky terrain of the isolated campground in northern Nevada.

        “Ben, why couldn’t we just go to California?” Andrew said.

        “Do you know how far that is?” I said to him.

        “It took us three and a half hours to get here! I’m sure California is just about five hours from home!” He screamed. Just then, we both heard something rustle in the dry bushes.

        “Do you have any idea what that was?” I asked him.

        “No, because I didn’t book this place, because in the middle of nowhere!!” He was screaming now. It felt like it got closer. Boom. I looked up and saw a man. A man in a suit and tie. Just staring in our direction. I looked at Andrew, and when I looked back, he was gone. Boom.

        The next morning, I wake up. I look to my side, where Andrew was sleeping, and he was not there. I get up and start calling for him. My words in the hollow sounding woods seemed to holler back at me. “Andrew?” I shouted into the vast nothingness of the forest. I heard him scream, and I heard laughter. I turned slowly behind me only to see Andrew dangling from a tree by his arms, his feet were tied together and about a foot from the ground. Blood everywhere. His wrists sliced up to his forearm. His legs had cuts and bruises all over them. Gashes from what looks only like a knife, all the way up from his pelvic bone to his chest. His face mangled and shredded by what looked like claws. His insides ripped out through a deep incision from his groin all the way to his sternum.The man smiled a crooked smile, blood streaming down his face starting at his lips. His teeth covered in blood. “GET AWAY FROM HIM!!!” I scream. I run at him with a sense of urgency I haven’t felt since I was studying for my finals in college. He seemed to disappear without a trace. He was gone once again. Leaving me to only myself and my thoughts. My disgusting, bloody thoughts.

        Hours later, I went over to his side of the tent to discover his phone was ringing. It was a Nevada area code. I assumed it was my aunt, checking in on my cousin, so I answered.

        “Hello?” I said into the phone.

        “Your move.” Someone said on the other line. It sounded like a man. He had a low, raspy voice. He sounded middle-aged.

        “What do you mean?” I whispered into the phone.

        “You better get home, before you find more bodies. Good luck.” He said

        You piece of s-” I yelled into the phone which had disconnected. I tried to call the police, but my phone wouldn’t make the call. I ran for my car, but it wouldn’t start so I checked under the hood. The battery was missing.

        Chapter 2

        Andrew got yet another call. “Guess who?” the man exclaimed excitedly.

        “Where are you?” I screamed.

        “That’s a very good question, Ben. Very good question.”

        “How did you know my name? I never told you my name.”

        “Your luck will run out eventually. Why I haven’t just gotten on with it and gutted you, is because I want to play a game.” He said.

        “What kind of game??” I whispered out of fear and anxiety.

        “I will see if you have what it takes to survive. You will see in due time. My work here is done. Nighty night” he whispered. Then he hung up the phone. I was in utter and sheer terror and could not move. I stood there. Who the hell is this guy? I thought to myself. Oh no. That’s the serial killer that was talked about on the news. Why is he after me? I remember him saying, “That’s a very good question, Ben, very good question.” Indeed it was. I dwelled on that for the rest of the day and into the early hours of the next morning.

        When I woke up the next day, there was a young woman sitting next to the burnt out fire that I had made with Andrew.

        “Hi! My name is Bonnie.”

        “How long have you been here?” I asked.

        “Since you fell asleep. I didn’t want to wake you.” She said. Although it probably would have been best to not wait until the next morning and scare the everliving crap out of me. I sit next to her. “Why are you here now? Why couldn’t you have gotten here before Andrew died? What made you come now? How the hell did you even know I was here?” I asked this series of questions with seemingly rapid succession.

        At this point Bonnie will take over for the man in the suit (Still haven't decided on a name yet) If you could take a minute or aboout five to look over this that would be great! Thanks!

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        Blue the raptor 6 months ago

        Can you please make a page where you are giving horror story ideas like the nouns, adjectives, verbs, adverbs, and onomatopoeias please and thank you?

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        Darkness 6 months ago

        They were only doing something innocent. They were merely acting out the death scene when one person took it too far...

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        ANONOMOUSE 7 months ago

        Evrybody sead the old Bosworth mansion was haunted ,but we still went inside.

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        hi 7 months ago

        hi its a bit wierd

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        Bryan Smith 7 months ago

        A women/man wake up to a cry/whimper from and animal outside.she investigates to find it a man who escaped an asylum and killed a animal and is wearing its skin to torment the girl

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        teerski2@stu.k12.wv.us 7 months ago

        The Mirror in the Basement

        It is about this group of girls that gather in one house to have a sleepover, then they went down to the Basement, and found an old mirror. They thought it would be fun to bring the mirror upstairs and play around with it. They eventually go missing one by one, soon they realize that it was the mirror.

        I will post my story on this website after it is written.....

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        QWERTYUIOP 7 months ago

        People get stranded on an island and they decide to eat each other up!! how tasty!!!!

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        Ryan 7 months ago

        I had a good story going but my doc was deleted and now im upset because that was a GOOD story. Sure it made me sound psychotic but it was still really descriptive.

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        Siouxloversareboss 7 months ago

        A group of teenagers trolls everyone else in an online group by telling made-up stories about terrible things they’ve done. Things then get out of hand.

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        No interesting stories here : ( 7 months ago

        I want scary stories

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        V0ILENLENCE 7 months ago

        I LOVe blood and SCARY STUFF. I sometimes laugh when I see someone dies :)

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        Amna Khan 7 months ago

        Write a suspense short story (500 words) based on the title ("The Body Snatcher")

        -3 suspense techniques.

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        anna.heimbuck@choteauschools.net 7 months ago

        you should write about the creepest babysitter you ever had

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        Emma chaplin 7 months ago

        I loved it

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        Alyse Gill 7 months ago

        Can someone give me a rough draft for a short story


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