I've been an online writer for over five years. I enjoy sharing writing ideas with those who have a taste for horror and scary stories.
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:
My Introduction to Writing
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
- 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.
- 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.
- 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 . . .
- 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.
- 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
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
- 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)
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
- 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
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
- A painter decides to make his ultimate masterpiece by using his own blood to paint with.
- 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.
One-Liner Writing Prompts to Get Those Creative Juices Flowing
- Four strangers are drawn to a small town to enter a bizarre contest.
- A small child will go to any lengths to win this year's science fair.
- A guy becomes worried when he notices the neighborhood cats begin following him.
- All of a sudden you can hear the thoughts of plants, and they are not pleasant.
- Someone leaves an old key with directions on where the lock is. Do you follow?
- A town falls victim to a large plague of killer rats.
- What would you do if you suspected your child of killing someone?
Do you have any horror story ideas of your own you would like to share?
Christian Michael Stark on July 23, 2020:
Fraddy vs Jason.and fraddy frighting Jason.and Jason wins it of course .and that’s the end of our scare story for today
Danny devito on April 26, 2020:
The scariest horror is definitely psychological horror
Something turned my daughter into a Monster on April 13, 2020:
I was watching a movie at 11pm it was cold and windy outside just then when I was gonna Go up to my room to get ready for bed I heard her friend screaming and coughing upstairs I shut off the tv ran to the kitchen and got the biggest knife and ran upstairs to see what happened as soon I got to their room Her best friend was sitting in the middle of the floor crying the walls were scratched and there was blood dripping out from his mouth let me in was written on the walls in blood What happened Jaclyn are you okay!? What happened? *Coughing * why are you coughing up blood!? Where is Juliana my daughter where is she!? I said she’s Gone! Some one is taking over her body! I stopped him I said shh talk to me tell me what ‘s going on I said. Trying to hold back tears because I always promised to protect Juliana and Jaclyn always felt like a brother to her as I was choking back tears I said please tell me he tried to tell me but kept on coughing up blood I helped him out and when he was done he told me what happened this is how it went. This morning we were eating breakfast and Juliana looked really tired I asked her if she had got any sleep last night she gave me the creepiest smile ever her teeth as white and shining and straight as always but creepy I slept quietly and silent she said still smiling then her smile went away and she continued to eat I didn’t really wanna talk to her after that then when you were driving us to school she was just sitting there staring at me and smiling when we got to school she snapped back to normal when lunch came she was staring at me and laughing at something I asked if anything was funny she didn’t respond then during recess she approached me and stuck out her hand curled up her fingers I little then I tried to run but I couldn’t I tried to ask her what she was doing but I was stuck then she curled her hand in a ball then I got dizzy I still couldn’t move! Or speak! Then then she started moving her fingers a bit then I a really bad pain hit me then her hand spread back out she but then the pain in my stomach got stronger then I could move again I fell to my knees and started coughing up blood a lot then I looked up Juliana’s eyes were BLACK i was gasping for air and more blood kept coming up that caught everyone’s attention a teacher noticed everyone stopped saying is he okay!? Some were crying she screamed in horror as she saw me coughing and wheezing when she came over I looked back up her eyes went back to normal I stopped coughing up blood every thing went blurry I got dizzy Then everything went black I woke up in the middle of the black top Everyone was gone except Juliana she was right beside me sobbing telling me to wake up her cold hand on my shoulder I called her name she looked down and hugged me so tight I am so sorry what happened to me ? I don’t know Juliana I will let your mom know when we get home come on let’s go get you some water I am so sorry Juliana you’re eyes turned fully black. Your voice changed you- I nearly killed you when your eyes turned black I was throwing up blood I couldn’t breathe when you turned back to normal every thing went blurry I got dizzy and I passed out it was like she was controlling me with her hands then when we got back home she was acting completely fine which is why you never notice how she acts until 11pm her eyes turned completely black again and she snapped she started cutting herself and started spreading blood on the walls and laughing she carved let me in on the walls i tried to stop her but I ended up coughing and wheezing again. Soon after he told me there was a news report that there’s a girl going around ripping people’s souls out of their bodies that scared me so bad I was crying they said she would appear in a blue night gown with blood dripping from her hand and Blue eyes with blonde hair and if she smiles And here eyes turn black you won’t be able to move then she would open her hands and mouth and inhale your soul out of your body the only reason why I still have my soul is because I am her friend
.. on March 23, 2020:
I'm Afraid of the Dark
I lie in bed, listening to the roar of thunder rattling my room. The storm is bad tonight. The howling wind is repeatedly slamming my shutters open and closed. At this rate, the storm will never stop. I shut my eyes hoping I'll be able to block out the sounds and fall asleep, but I jolt them open as strikes of fear shoot up and down my spine. I'm afraid of the dark.
As my eyes are adjusting to the dark, I realize that I am no longer lying in my bed... I'm standing. But this doesn't make sense! How did I get here? I look around and spot my bed on the other side of the room. I start fumbling through my dimly-lit room to try and find the light switch. As my hand drags across the wall, it bumps into something. The TV. Oh thank god. My TV is right next to the light switch. So once I get it turned on, I can calm down a little bit. I feel around the wall and start getting worried when I can't find it. Come on. It has to be around here somewhere! I feel around some more, but still, no sign of it. At this point, I'm freaking out. Not only am I disoriented from waking up standing, but the storm is still out there trying to blow the roof off. Oh! And just to add to the fun, I'm afraid of the dark! Oh. My god I'M AFRAID OF THE DARK.
Forget trying to find the stupid switch! I need shelter from the covers on my bed. I sprint to my bed and jump on. Phew! I made it.. Why I'm so scared of the dark, I don't know. But for as long as I can remember, I've had this thought in the back of my head that if I can't hide from the dark, something inside will get me. But not today ha ha! As I'm covering ever last inch of my body with my blanket, I hear a subtle tap on my window. I freeze. Am I... imagining things? It was so faint. I must have. Or maybe the shutters? Ya, it was just the shutters. I relax a little and move around to where I'm more comfortable. A few minutes pass and I've just about fallen asleep, but then I hear it again. A faint tap against my window. But this time it wasn't just one tap, it was two. They were a little bit louder than the one before. Maybe just the shutters again? tap. tap. tap. No. There it is again! The tapping! There were three this time. They seem to be getting louder each time I hear them. But, the wind isn't getting any stronger, so maybe the taps aren't coming from my shutters after all. But, if they aren't coming from my shutters, then what are they coming from? I could go check and see what it is. But I'm not going to. Because I'm afraid of the dark.
I lay in bed so still that I could have been mistaken for dead. A minute goes by. Ten. Twenty. Not a sound from the window. Well, that's good. That's one thing off my chest.. After staying in a paralysis of fear for what feels like an eternity, I decide to take the covers off my head. I slowly crawl my hand up my side and grab onto the top of the blanket. I take it off just enough that my eyes and nose were out, but suddenly I get the urge to scream. I'm standing again. And this time, I'm standing right next to my window. I run back to my bed and jump on it covering myself in the blanket once again. But this time, I don't feel safe. The blankets feel suffocating and it feels like I'm sinking. I rip the blanket off my head to see that I actually am sinking further and further down into my bed! No matter how hard I thrash and scream, I just keep on sinking. And then it all stops. I realize that my eyes are shut tight from the fear of being suffocated under everything. I slowly open them. I'm in front of the window again. My mouth drops open in horror as I build up the courage to scream, but there's a lump in my throat from the terror of what I'm seeing before me. A smile so wide and eyes so wild.. I can't even begin to describe it. But the one thing I do know.. the eyes aren't normal. They're black all around. And in the center, two white glowing holes. Staring right through me. The fear in me builds so rapidly as I take it all in. Whatever or whoever it is out there starts to slowly raise it's hand to the window. It's long, worn finger extends out to the window and starts to tap on the window. And, to my astonishment and horror, the smile on it's face grew even wider as it tapped. tap. wider. tap. wider. tap. wider. tap. crack. The window cracked. My face dropped even more than it was already. Now was the time to run. As I go to start running, I realize that I can't move my legs. It's like they're stuck to the ground. tap. Tap. crack. TAP. POUND. POUND. It's wicked smile turned into a scowl as it threw itself onto the window, using it's full force to smash the window. The only thing I can do was watch. Watch, and wait as it gets closer and closer to breaking the window. And once it does that, well, that's it for me. See, this is exactly why.. I'm afraid of the dark.
unknown on March 23, 2020:
noone knew what happened.
Lillyscare on December 21, 2019:
By lilly (age 10)
He woke in the dark, but not in his bed. The air smelled like damp earth and roadkill. He looked up at the roof of the glass box he was trapped in. Scratches. Thousands of scratches. Frantic scratches. It wasn't the scratches he was scared of, but the mere image of the person scratching, so franticly, so desperate to get out and escape. Also, one other thing- fingernails. Between the scratches, coated with dark red blood, were bloody, full fingernails. There was a little bit of pink and red flesh and skin hanging off the nails upon the roof of the box. He screamed. Then- pitch black. It stayed like that for a while. It seemed like hours, years, decades. Then he heard a whisper. A really creepy whisper, coming from the darkness.
"Happy Birthday to you, happy Birthday to you, happy Birthday to Thomas, happy Birthday to you."
A pale-green spotlight came on, and flickered of a second later. Thomas got a glimpse of a girl wearing an old rag, blood splattered on them. Her hair was wet and wild and the black locks covered most of her face. She was meters away from him. Thomas was frozen with fear. He was rooted to the spot.
The spotlight flickered on seconds later. Thomas saw the girl was closer, her head was up a little more. The light flashed off.
Thomas tried to scream for help, tried to plead to get out, tried to beg for survival, but his voice caught in his throat.
The light turned on. The girl was there. She was closer. Her head was fully lifted. Her eyes a fiery red, her dry, flaking lips curling back to reveal drooling, blood-stained, yellow-brown teeth in the shape of an ugly grin. Her grey arm outstretched towards Thomas. As Thomas looked down the grey arm, he realised that he knew who this was. The fingers dripped blood down the hand. The fingernails were missing. Bone and flesh poked out of where the fingernails were, gushing with blood. The spotlight turned off. Now the scream escaped from Thomas's throat.
"Ohhhhhh!" he cried. He panicked as he looked around, trying to find a way to escape. The spotlight flashed on. But the girl wasn't there. Thomas panicked. He started to bang on the glass walls, yelling.
"Let me out! Please let me out! Help me! I'll do anything! Please! Help! LET ME OUT!"
Then, he heard a giggle. Then,
Suddenly the girl appeared right in front of Thomas and smashed the glass. She was breaking through the wall.
"Aaarrrggghhh!!!" Thomas scream echoed through the room. He was sure he was going to die. But, no, he couldn't die, not today, on his birthday. Then, he spotted a mirror. He couldn't see the girl. 'That's it,' he thought,'that's the answer!'
He backed away, the girl coming closer and closer, each step prefacing his doom.
"You're not real," he whispered, closing his eyes tight. "You're not real, you're not real, you're not real, you're not real..."
Jackie Roehl on November 21, 2019:
On The Loose
Do you ever take people for granted? Would you put your life at risk to save someone you love?
It was two in the morning and one voice cut through the night like scissors slicing through paper. “AAAAAHHHHH! SHES GONE!!!” Just minutes earlier 13 year old Kayla Mayers was sleeping in her room. She had been sick lately. Her mom Arana Mayers was on the way to the kitchen for a shake her shoulder instead nothing was there. She ripped the blanket of the bed to reveal a little puddle of blood where her chest should of been. She screamed so loud that it scared the pigeons off the telephone line. She wasn’t in the house. The doors were still locked. No windows were open.
“What’s wrong?” asked her husband, Bob Myers. “Kayla. Gone. Blood. Help! ” She yelled frantically. “Kaylas missing? But nobody set off the alarm. Just the window’s alarm was off. Plus the doors are locked.” Bob exclaimed. Joe, Kayla’s 8 year old little brother came down stairs crying. “ Upstairs. Try grab me. Guy almost get me.” He stammers. One missing daughter we might never see again. Son almost kidnapped. Thought Arana. She went upstairs to find something waiting for her. “Leave. Now. Get Out. If you ever want to see your daughter alive again you will listen.” Was painted on the wall in blood. Arana bolted back down stairs. Joe runs upstairs to fluff all over the drink when she felt a chill down her back and sensed something was wrong. She walked by Kayla’s room to find her sleeping in her bed. She walked in to check on her daughter.
She sat down on the end of the bed and put her hand on Kayla’s forehead but instead of a head she felt just pillow. That second the feeling of uneasiness came back. She tried to ground. His favorite bear was laying on the ground with no head. The head was in a corner on the opposite side of the room. Something was written on the ground in the stuffing: ‘I already told you to leave. Now look what happened. Foolish boy. This is your last warning. If you don’t obey, you might lose every one you love.’ He dropped to the ground bursting into tears. Arana comes up the stairs with haste. “My bearrrrr!!!! Whyyyyy?!!” He ran into his mom’s arms now full out crying. What should she do? In her head her mind was running wild: Daughter Missing. Son almost gone. No alarm went off. Son’s favorite toy ripped up. Son crying. What now? Can we get out? They rush down stairs. Joe goes into the kitchen. He screams. Arana runs in to find Joe lying on the ground with a bloody X across his chest. Bob comes in and starts to lift up their poor son. Now covered in blood he heads for the door. He gets hit on the head He is knocked unconscious.
Several hours go by. Suddenly Bob wakes up in a hospital bed. He looked around his room. He got up and slowly waddled down the corridor. When he finally found his son. He walked in to see his son sleeping in his bed. Then he walked over to him and touched his arm. Joe woke up and looked up at him in horror. “Rewind. Rewind. Rewind.” Joe
exclaimed. “I'm sorry. I cant. There's no going back.” “No. Rewind.” Then he pointed behind his father. “Rewind. Rewind. Rewind.” Bob turned around and *s h w i n g*. It's a work in progress.
Im here to give ideas on November 05, 2019:
1. A girl goes missing in the woods and her parents find only a decrepit and scary doll left behind. They soon learn that the doll is actually their daughter. And she’s alive.
2. A family dog runs away from home. He returns a year later to the delight of his family. But there’s something different about him. Something demonic.
3. A girl goes missing. Fifteen years later her parents get a call from her older self. But they listen in fear because they killed their daughter that dark night years ago.
4. A man wakes up in a coffin next to a fresh dead body.
5. The world’s population is overtaken by vampires — all except one little child.
6. A girl wakes up to find a little boy sitting on his bed, claiming to be her younger brother — but she never had one.
7. An astronaut is the sole survivor of a moon landing gone wrong — only to discover that the moon is infested with strange creatures.
8. A woman suddenly begins to wake up in somebody else’s body every morning — each day ends with her being stocked and killed by the same murderer in black.
9. A little girl comes down from upstairs and asks her parents, “Can you hear it breathing? I can.”
84. A child sleep walks into their parent’s room and whispers, “I’m sorry. The devil told me to.”
10. As a woman showers, a voice comes from the drain whispering, “I see you.”
11. A child finds a crayon drawing of a strange family — it’s inscribed with the words we live in your walls.
12. All of the cemetery’s graves are now open, gaping holes — the dirt pushed out from underground.
13. A woman is watching a scary movie alone on Halloween night — someone, or something, keeps knocking at her door.
14. Someone is taking a bath as a hand from behind the shower curtain pushes their head into the water.
15. A farmer and his sons begin to hear the laughter of children coming from his fields at night — no children are in sight.
16. A man dies and wakes up in the body of a serial killer — and no matter how hard he tries to stop killing, he can’t.
17. A prisoner awakens to find the prison empty — but he’s locked in his cell.
18. A woman jogging stumbles upon a dead, bloody body — she then hears a strange clicking sound and looks up to see a dark figure running towards her.
19. A girl hears laughter downstairs — she’s the only one home.
20. An Uber driver picks up the wrong person — and may not live to tell the tale.
21. There’s someone or something living and moving up in the attic — but it’s not a ghost.
22. A child’s imaginary friend is not imaginary.
23. The reflections that we see of ourselves in the mirror are actually us in a parallel universe — and they are planning to do whatever it takes to take our place in this world.
That's all! :)
WeirdPerson on October 29, 2019:
My story: (Im not done)
The Mystery Of The Unexpected Ghost:
As my grandfather lies on his deathbed, he told me of a terrible crime he committed many years ago and got away with. He also told me that his freedom was the result of a spell someone performed and that I should expect a visit from a ghost. "He will come out from the shadows," are his last words.
Hi, my name is Naomi. I love to read ghost stories especially Mr Midnight. I love spooky things like ghost but I do not wish to meet one, until one day, an unexpected man came and it changed mine and my friend, Ruby’s life, FOREVER.
It all started when I woke up one morning, “Hey! Wanna hang out today? Let’s start working on our club, Daring Devils!” I called my friend, Ruby, over the phone. “Sure! I have no plans anyways…” Ruby answered. “Yay! Come over now!” I hung the phone and waited for Ruby to come.
Moments later, “Ring… Ring…” The doorbell rang. I thought, ‘Yay it’s Ruby!’ When I opened the door, I saw Ruby and pulled her to my room. Then, I got super serious and asked her for cases to solve. “Nah, I have none, you?” Ruby said. I replied, “Actually, I do have one, but I think ghosts aren’t real…” “This case is about ghosts? Woo hoo! This just got a little more exciting!” Ruby said as she waited patiently for me to tell her the case. “Ok, so, before my grandfather died, he told me that I should expect a visit from a ghost.” I said. “What, that’s not fun!” Ruby complained. I continued, “But that’s not all, after that, my grandfather told me that the ghost will come out from the shadows."
After hearing what I had said, Ruby’s face lit up and imitate a ghost, “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…. OOOOOOOOO…. So this is a mystery… Did your grandfather told you when will the ghost come?”
“No...” I replied. “O…K… So we must predict when the ghost is coming…” Ruby said, trying to think when the ghost will come. I thought really hard that I thought my brain was going to explode and I suddenly said, “At night! Ghosts always appear at night!” “Ok, then, I’ll meet you at night, gotta go, byeeeeee!” Ruby replied as she ran home.
I sat patiently on my bed and waited for Ruby to come at night. I kept trying to sleep but thinking about the ghost makes me feel active. “Ring… Ring…” the bell rang. I ran to the door, drag Ruby to my room and said, “Yay! This is gonna be so fun!” Ruby replied, “Naomi, I’ll not get too excited if I were you…” “What, you scared of ghosts, I don’t even believe in them!” “Naomi! The ghost might be listening! Stop making fun!” Ruby warned me. “Blah blah blah, whatever!” I replied. Little did I know that the ghost was looking at me, listening every word I said. “Let’s get started on the case!” I turn on my computer and typed, ‘Ghost that can perform spells.’ “And enter!” I said as I pressed enter. Once I pressed enter, lots of things popped up on the screen. I slowly browsed through each website. “Not this, not this and not this either! At this rate, we’ll never find out about that ghost” I said, feeling hopeless. “Search, ‘Visit from a ghost who performs spells’.” Ruby immediately said. I typed, ‘Visit from a ghost who performs spells.’ “And enter.” I said. Suddenly, there was only one website. I click on the website and it says:
The Chancer *
His real name is unknown. He is believed to be the ghost of a boy who never had a second chance. This ghosts helps humans in life. He gives chances to those who have a kind heart. If this ghosts visits you, you are lucky. But… if you do not have a kind heart, you will die! If you want to risk your life, then call him… Say, “Chance, chance, give me a chance. Everyone deserves a second chance.”
If you did not call him but he came to you, means your relative had called him before… Beware of your surroundings, he will come out from the shadows. If you do not want him to come near you, say, “Chance, chance, I don’t need a chance. Everyone deserves a second chance, everyone but me, I’m done…” If you are expecting him to come, he will say, “Second chance, second chance, second, second, second chance… What would you like for your second chance? Tell me now, tell me now…”
“OMG! Naomi, quick! Take a picture of it!” Ruby shook me. “Chill! ‘Kay, ‘kay!” I replied. I quickly took my phone and took a picture of it. “Anyways, what’s BOHH?” Ruby asked. “WHAT! You don’t know!? It means Blood On His Hands. He has taken a life. You should read Mr Midnight!” I replied. “So if you are not kind hearted and you called the ghost or your relative has called the ghost, you will die?” Ruby asked. “Yup!” I replied. “But I don’t need a second chance, do I?” I wondered. “I guess…” Ruby said.
Unexpectedly, the lights suddenly off. “Second chance, second chance, second, second, second chance… What would you like for your second chance? Tell me now, tell me now…” said an unknown voice. “Who are you?" Ruby shouted. “I am The Chancer, would you like to have a second chance?” The voice said. “Uh... uh…” I stammered. I quickly turn on my phone and looked at the picture I took. I took a deep breath and said, “Chance, chance, I don’t need a chance. Everyone deserves a second chance, everyone but me, I’m done…” Once those words left my mouth, I heard a loud scream and the lights suddenly turned back on. “What just happened?” Ruby asked. “Am I dreaming? Pinch me, Naomi!” Ruby said. I pinched Ruby as hard as I could to get my revenge for pinching me in the past. “Ouch! Stop! So, I’m not dreaming…” Ruby said.
Days past as I tried to forget the memories that haunt me for the past few weeks. After a year, I called Ruby and asked, “Have you forgotten about The Chancer?” Ruby stammered, “I-I-I-I” I asked impatiently, “So did you forget ‘bout it?” Ruby stammered again, “O-o-k, Naomi, I have to tell you this, do-o-o-o-n’t-t-t fre-e-e-a-a-a-k o-o-o-ut, ‘k-k-k-k-ay?” “What is it?” I asked her curiously. “The Chanc-c-c-c-er has visited me-e-e-e-e-e…” Ruby answered me with a frightened look. “Wha-a-a-t di-i-d yo-o- u sa-a-id?!” “How many times must I repeat? The Chancer visited me!” Ruby shouted. “OMG! I understand everything now! If your relative or friend saw The Chancer, he will go to your friends! I get it now!” I told Ruby. Then, I asked, “But, what did you do when you saw The Chancer?” “Uh… Naomi, I forgotten what to say when The Chancer come, so I said I want a second chance!” Ruby told me. “What!” I replied, feeling furious. “What is your second chance?” I asked. “My second chance is to be pretty!” Ruby said, curling her hair. “But, you know that, erm….” I said. I know what?” Ruby asked. “You know that a second chance means, A SECOND LIFE, right?” I told her. “OMG! I’m gonna die? OMG, please tell me im dreaming! Pinch me!” Ruby shouted. I pinched her cheek as hard as I could and she shouted. “Yup, definitely not dreaming!” Ruby said, as she touched her cheek.
Unicornix on October 17, 2019:
my title is The Mystery Of The Unexpected Ghost
everett foland from wichita,ks on October 16, 2019:
Several years ago I tried to get my novel published no luck but I Am not giving up in fact here's some I call my first scary novel of short and sometimes long stories the book is called The Unknown Coldness enjoy the 14 chapters of terror Read If You Dare !
CHAPTER 1 THE HOTEL OF BLOOD
John Hartman was driving on the urban side of Chicago.
When all of a sudden a cop car pulled up behind his car. The cop asked John to get out of his car to search him for drugs. When John tells the cop he has no drugs in his car. The cop gets mad and takes out his 45 magnum and blows John in the head and puts him in trunk of his cop car. He then drives off in a hurry and heads to the abandon Hotel goes inside to drop Johns body over some missing human remains of skulls and bones that once were bodies of 12 people. The next day 3 cops decide to look into the Hotel that burned down a long time ago where James body was tormented in a heaping ball of flame and disappeared. So when they got inside the air was musty misty madness like thick fog rose from the ground, Then a violent noise could be heard somewhere inside the Hotel it started getting closer and closer until terrifying creatures darted for the cops as things started getting bizarre as the night gives way to the dark world. But the 3 cops try to escape these zombies. But it's no use when the zombies start ripping out the eye sockets of the cops of the cops blood oozes down the nose and mouth of the 3 cops. Then the zombies start tearing the stomach and genital organs out blood remains spurt outside the body and centipedes eat through the liver of the dead cops until they looked like a couple of fucked up broken down pieces of waste dump. It's nighttime and the good cops burn in hell and the zombie's head back to the dark world after they're done eating the dead cops. THE END!
CHAPTER 2 VAMPIRE MADNESS
In 1928 a curse of Trymigant Igopant was caused by the Fang Gods of the animal tigers known if provoked will bite a guys head off and drink the blood of power we call Vampires that wander in daylight but wish not to they prefer nighttime where it is cold and gloomy. On a cold Monday night a ghastly shadow appears out of nowhere in London in a dark alley a female vampire bites a guys head into drinks the blood running down a detached body with no head then eats his cock and says "I love to suck this hotdog and fucking swallow it like a Bitch." Tuesday afternoon London police find a man with his genital ate and a body with no head. The clues are fruitless to the bizarre killings. Then the female vampire comes once again to stalk a old man walking the streets with a cane. The old man gets shocked when he sees a female with fangs darting towards him in a rampage. Seconds later some cop cars whiz by to the place where the old mans been chewed to bloody hell. Then they sees the old mans killer and start firing at the female Werebeast vampire with silver bullets 6 rounds ricochet to her chest. She grabs her stomach in pain as blood squirts out of her heart as her gut blows up like a balloon being popped. So London is safe at last. THEEND!
CHAPTER 3 THE CHILLING HAND
In the winter of December a guy and his girlfriend went on a skiing trip to Colorado. The cold wind blew towards the North. The guy and his girlfriend decided to stop at a beat up log cabin to get some rest. By morning Colorado had 14 inches of snow and every road was snow packed from last nights blizzard. "Richard It's Fucking cold in here can you please get some firewood." "Yeah I'll get some firewood Carla. By 2:00 P.M. Richard hasn't came back to the cabin. There's an evil force in these woods that no one knows about. But Richard ends up getting lost in Deep Pit Forest the worse place to be in cause it's packed vicious wolves. So Carla runs naked through the forest looking for Richard in 20 degree weather with no coat on and she fucking thinks she's going to find that bastard boyfriend of hers. Then about at 8:30 P.M. Carla runs on what seems to be thin ice gives way as Carla plunges into the bottom of the frozen river and 30 seconds are left for Carla underwater as she gasp for air the swift current pulls her under until it was too late save Carla as she died in the river at 12 midnight. Thursday morning ranger Jackly heard some strange noises in the woods and wonder where it was coming from so he went and looked in the forest. All of sudden a pack of wolves dart towards him and Jackly tries to escape. But the wolf people won't let him leave and starts eating through his neck chewing up his vocal chords where blood drips slowly down the rangers stomach and he dies to death. THE END !
CHAPTER 4 GHOSTSHIP
On December 5, 1989 a strange and odd ship appears coasting the waters by itself no one driving the thing. Then later on a hideous face appears of a 400 year old corpse with a patch over the left eye and in his right arm he's attached with a hook and in his left arm he holds a bottle of whiskey and now it's driving the ship. Then by morning the ship was gone no traces to where the ship was. The clues was mysterious to the Finlandians police and agents. Then on Saturday night the same ship appears only this time a girls aboard in a white dress her eyes Lava red, her lips deep silver. The Finland police start talking : (2 # * SRK KRSEMIAJOK) "THESE STRANGE PEOPLE WHO ARE THEY? "THEIR GHOST WHAT YOUR BULLSHITTING ME?" No I'm not look and see for yourself. Wow fucking A there ghost I see. But the girl ghost doesn't like being stared at and she aims a laser from her eye and fires at the Finland police ship and fries the police to ruins. The police ship loses control and crashes through a oil liner and blows up in a dazzling ball of flame. 7 survivors swim ashore from the wreckage of their oil liner. "What caused that police boat to run into us . "I don't know yet but I'll soon?" The next night the ship didn't appear this time no sight of it anywhere. What happened did the ghost take off and leave cause of the people or are they trying to set a trap for them. At midnight a corpse with a axe swings at the people and kills 3 people like a chef cuts onions. The Finlandians know these corpse are not friendly cause they'll hurt you and kill you they don't care if you die. Their Poltergeist taking over the country of Finland. Some poltergeist use different killing technical slayings. The first corpse kills with a sickle and rips the guys throat out, The second corpse kills with a icepick and stabs a weapon through the girls eye, Corpse number 3 kills with a hammer and rips the guys head open, The last corpse stabs a girl in the back with a screwdriver and shoves screws through her back. The ghost leave Finland and enter France troubles on the way for Paris. On the year 1990 It's Sunday in Paris and everything seems so quiet. But everything changes at midnight when the Ghostship breaks through 7 boats and wreaks them at the dock and kills a French night watchmen. The French are angry when their boats are destroyed. "VE MUS FIND THEZ CROOKS AND EREST THEM"! "Whaz is that I don't know it looks like a pirateship and has a weird green like glow to it. "What no onez driving it. "Iz thiz some kind of trick what the hell it's getting ready to blow up the Eiffel Tower. All of a sudden the ship fires at the Eiffel Tower it hits the platform where it stands now burns to the ground. The French are pissed off that their favorite tower goes down in ruins. Le Puriuz calls the French airforce to destroy the Ghostship. The next night some F-16 tomcats take to the air at 7:00 P.M. to terminate the spirit ship that's been causing trouble for everyone. Things get violent as sparks light up the sky missiles and bombs ricochet off the ship. "THE VOICE FROM THE SHIP SAID YOU FOOLS YOU CAN'T DESTROY THIS SHIP." Blast those planes me Harty and make sure nothings left of them "Yes, Capt. Cyclops, Sire we'll stop them for sure. Cannons start firing and raising up and blowing 4 planes out of the sky. So then the French bring in their weapon of defense a bazooka. It hits the Ghostship will never return again since France is back to normal. THE END!
Nate on October 04, 2019:
My story is called Sanitize Yourself.
Jack finds an odd blob in his room one day. He pokes it with a stick he keeps in his room, and the thin stick seeps inside.
After going to school and hearing about his friend Marcy's new hand sanitizer, designed to kill all but one of the germs, keeping one alive to build immunity, Jack goes home and sleeps. When he wakes up, he is thinner than before. Upon going to school, he finds all of his friends are thin as well, even Darren, the chubbiest kid in school.
Jack then allows the blob to soak up a jokey paper on how to fly, and the next day everyone on Earth can fly. Jack then realizes that the blob can wipe out all of humanity in the hands of a maniac, so he resolves to destroy it. Along with Marcy, he grinds up the blob.
The next morning, Jack's hands smell funny. He looks and realizes that his hand sanitizer has been absorbed by the blob. He looks out the window and sees an empty neighborhood. He starts walking along the block, utterly alone in the world, the very last one left.
Sksksk on October 01, 2019:
Yeee thx for the ideas!! Imma make a psycho kid kill everyone YEET! (No that’s an idea)
HAI on September 25, 2019:
hi guys im Mr beast
HAI on September 19, 2019:
i writing about the creepy dog that spooks me out loads
Otaku~Chan on August 14, 2019:
You helped my writers block, thank you
Saira Ramzan on May 31, 2019:
This is a really good website if you are looking for creepiness and horror!
Kyle Hansen on May 30, 2019:
The man would walk to the forest every night, and dig until morning. He never seemed to sleep, and got wearier each day. He would try to resist, but he knew he had to go. Every night he would go to the same exact spot, and dig at the ground. He would make good progress, but the next night the hole would be filled, no trace of digging at all. He tried to reach the bottom, but something wouldn’t let him. One night, he finally gave in and said to the forest, “Why won’t you let me see my daughter?”
Lucy Shaklont on May 28, 2019:
i luv this site
Maddi on May 11, 2019:
I like murder storys
Abby on May 07, 2019:
my story is call deadly science
Sourav Paul on April 06, 2019:
I wrote many horror stories . Now, I wanted to write stories like The Conjuring. Bt, I don't want to copy .I want to make my own. Bt nt getting any idea. Plzz help me.
dfffhnmhbn on March 01, 2019:
The door slams! Marcel hears angry voices then it fades away. “What’s happening Jim?” says a voice from behind the cabinet Jim looks up and sees Marcel peering from behind the cabinet. “Oh it’s the principal getting Josh in trouble, it’s actually not fair because you know Josh is not as sneaky as Kurt”, replies Jim.” Why what actually happened”? Questioned Marcel. “It’s a long story I’ll tell you tonight” replied Jim. “I’ll take the truck to your place and then we will decide where to go” stated Jim. “See you tonight” states Jim. The bell rings and the boys jump on the bus, the bus drops Jim off and keeps going. Jim comes the house. “How’s it going Mom” says Jim. “Umm Dads gone and I got to go to see my cousin in in the hospital and I know you don’t feel like coming “replied Mom. “I’m going to Marcel’s house tonight I’ll leave a little early” stats Jim “That will work perfect” replied Mom. Jim is off to Marcel’s house with the Ford pickup when he sees a house in the forest he decides that they will go to the house. Marcel jumps in the pickup and they are heading to the house when they see a cop car coming, Marcel yells at Jim,” get off the road a cop is coming and you don’t even have your license” Jim veers into a drive way he keeps driving as if he does not see anything” “feeww” Jim says with a sigh of relief, the cop is gone Jim flips the truck in backward motion and slams the pedal to the floor, a big cloud of dust appears and he is on the road. Jim is now driving for a while when Marcel says, “you got to turn down Mulberry land”. “I think the house is on the left”? Inquired Jim “yup it is “stats Marcel. Finally they are at the house they get out the pick up and go in the house they go down stairs in the basement and they hear noises. “This is sketchy” whispers Marcel. They get upstairs and see josh trapped in a room “josh what are you doing here” says Jim “Kurt locked me up in here, he was mad that the prinapal figured out that it was him and he says I told but I didn’t” Marcel comes up the stairs with a hammer, “Josh get out of the way, he yells I’m going to smash this door open”. Crash! The door goes open and out comes Josh. “Let’s get out of here whispers Josh”. They all run down the stairs and they come outside and see that the truck is gone. “Where is that truck” demands Jim “We know where it is just as much as you do Marcel” says excitedly. “I see the tracks lead off that way” utters Josh. “Let’s follow them” states Marcel. “It’s too dark but we can walk through the forest because if the person knows who we are they would never go that way because then they will go past my place” shouts Jim. They walk to the forest and they see an old shack. “Quiet says Jim you guys stay here and I will go and see who’s in the shack”. Josh and Marcel stay, and Jim goes and looks............................
NEED MO' on February 27, 2019:
You need more realistic, stories. And More stories in general. I was kinda bummed out about not seeing what I was looking for. The ones that were there, however were pretty good.
Trying to scare my english teacher by doing her essay great ideas! But a bit too small on February 19, 2019:
I am trying to scare my english teacher by the horror essay she told me to do great ideas!but too small
Akh tha jaat on February 03, 2019:
Nice for making fools small child
Artemis on January 21, 2019:
I have enjoyed your site, and hope i hear more of these books in the future
Fahima kalim on January 20, 2019:
It's good idea I love it
KawaiiUnicorn on January 13, 2019:
I’m new, I need some ideas, Have any?
BTS_Lover on January 09, 2019:
Really interesting ideas for a horror story....my favourite genre is horror so definetly 5 stars!!!!
hello on December 06, 2018:
meh good stories but plz scarier like murder? thx
Maryam umair on December 06, 2018:
I choosed first one for practice of my exam
Adam Wasankari on December 04, 2018:
You have to read the whole thing to appreciate the horror story, knowing the history of the U.S Government. but this is just an idea..
Titled : 4 different ways to create Immortality in our life time..
The relationship between integrating two randomized key terms for an audio brainstorm on Nootropics geared towards product development through the kindle and using social media..
The principal defining concept of technical technician jargon from integrating two or more randomized key terms in relation to new products, being used for a brainstorming audio
towards product development.. example.. take(Transistor to Transistor System Logic) as a book title and imagine being fully indepth educated on the topic. this example may seem lame but now imaging just changing a word and acknowledging an entire new science.( Transistor to Transmitter System logic ) if by chance this dawns a new approach towards something of significants, if say you had an inkling of acknowledgement where your mind would be to place the relationship for the new book title..
It gets better read on...
Something I strongly suggest to take full advantage of: with
the Kindle App on Amazon.. Randomizing and integrating
technical technician jargon towards a major brainstorm of resources towards product development, using the principal defining concepts towards new logical and creative approaches by saying what is meant by definition when you conjoin two or three technical jargon key terms into one word for a new topic and while we are at it use a variety of different sciences.
Reason : the kindle allows you to cover several hundred pages by audio in one day...
For somebody wanting new approaches towards product development , say real creative unthought of original products by morphing what is known into a new science for say Neurosynaptic Firmware for consciousness in A.I.. Taking the principle defining concepts of randomized key terms towards a new logic and new science for the Kindle books to utilize the audio for brainstorming and allowing for that kindle book to be at low cost on Amazon.
Then organizing a focus group that also distributes Nootropics like 300 Mg Ginkogold Max and vinpocetene and B6 with 200 mg phosphatidyl serene and Lumonol with the distribution of the kindle book.
Then advertize with the focus group a submission process towards product development , preferably with luck obsessively geared towards Neurosynaptic Firmware towards consciousness..
picture retaining several hundred original submissions that go into one design..... Little organized social media and focus group and one bad ass audio spitting candy for the soul...
My second idea that I believe would create immortality in my life time... :
Having all of the colleges and high schools across the country answer this question and allow them two months two brainstorm up an idea as if it was a competition. First allow them to read what I wrote as my first idea that would create immortality... Then ask them to write 2 pages on how to create immortality and boost evolution 1000 years with todays resources ? Make it a required paper, no fail, no pass, but think of it as a competition after 2 months of brainstorming and preferably on a cognitive enhancer, 300 mg of ginkgold max, 200 mg of phosphatidyl serene, vit b 6, vinpocetene and lots of Coffee..
Next have a board of judges review the submissions... only takes 1.
3. Archive the submissions from the 2nd idea above so that people could compete annually with examples to out perform, while having access to all prior submissions so that every year the required paper and two month brainstorm could intensify as people compete, starting in high school with all open access, on the topic of how would you create immortality and boost evolution 1000 years with todays resources? explained in detail.
4. A target group from social media and white paper contact lists through contributors to things like encyclopedia of artifical intelligence. And an 800 number that uses audio to text in voicemail, and with the use of post cards asking a voice response in questions of topics like evolutionay neural net theorems and book writing software, in relation to how would you go about creating immortality and boosting evolution 1000 years ? and new resources applied to increase efforts or ask them to brainstorm their idea and master plot on how to create immortality by the masses. Next take text from voicemail and take several hundred responses from people that responded to your post card and put it all into one master plan or book to go to an investor....
These were my 4 ideas . Submit yours on my voicemail box at 1-800-308-1178.. wait for the recording.. I am trying to build a diverse collection of ideas for a book.. Thank you..
kt-leenah on November 29, 2018:
i love your ideas they are really helpful kt
Jake F on November 21, 2018:
A Nazi comes and kilels every Jewish person
Brooklyn on November 01, 2018:
I love ur story ideas but can u try to make them a little scarier?Thanks!
Raelynn on October 29, 2018:
Zak...lol same here
Raelynn on October 29, 2018:
thanks for the ideas! :)
Damn HOT on October 18, 2018:
k sure Thank u for all ur opinions
Diys on October 13, 2018:
There should be some more hint of info regarding these stories otherwise it's good
niki on October 10, 2018:
Damn HOT on October 07, 2018:
hope u guys enjoyed it
Damn HOT on October 06, 2018:
I wrote this story a while ago but i'm pretty sure it does not make that much sence though-
A killers steps
One day during summer vacation, my parents sent me to a friends house since they were leaving for Spain the next day and spending the week there. Me, lying to them saying, I would stay at my friend Jimmy’s place though I was planning to go on a date with my girlfriend Olivia. Then later that day I drove Olivia my date to a dark and deserted but a lovers' lane where many people would usually go to for a make-out or hang out session. After turning on the radio for a mood of music, I leaned over for a kiss.
A short while later, the music suddenly stopped and an announcer's voice came on the radio, warning us in an urgent tone that a convicted guilty murderer had just escaped from the state psychotic asylum, which happened to not be very far away from this location and that anyone who noticed a strange man lurking around with a hook in the place of his right hand should immediately report his site and location to the police.
Olivia got frightened and worried sick and insisted to be taken home.
“ Babe, this is bad news, let’s leave!” she told me.
Me, feeling bold, locked all the doors instead and, assuring that her and myself would be safe and I would protect the both of us.
“ It’s all good sweet heart, I won’t let anything happen to us” I said certainly to her.
Attempting to restart our satisfaction of the pleasuress delighting time again by leaning forward for another kiss. But this time Olivia became frantic and pushed me away, demanding that we leave. Finally I jerked the car into gear and spun its wheels as I pulled away.
When we arrived at Olivia’s house she got out of the car. Then reaching to close the car door in front of her, she frantically began to scream uncontrollably. I then ran towards her direction to see what was wrong. Then there I saw, dangling from the door handle, was a hook soaked in blood dripping. The one we heard about on the radio earlier this evening, not thinking I stepped towards the hook. As I took my first step towards it, I heard sadistic whispers near that bloody soaking hook and there he was the man from the asylum standing and leaning towards the front entrance of Olivia’s house.
As he gets closer to us, I finally hear the sadistic whispers clearly. I remember the exact thing he whispered to me.
“Your brother killed the love of my life and cut my hand, when I tried to help her, now I kill you and everyone you love!” said the man with the hook furiously.
Then all the memories came flushing back to me, that my brother who died a year ago had told me about. This incident happened two years ago, when I was in my junior year of high school. My cousin brother, Jack, dated a girl called Emma, during his senior year of high school. They used to do everything together and were very possessive about each other, it was cute. One fine day everything was dilapidated because of one boy. Emma was walking down the corridor which lead to her locker where she was supposed to meet Jack. As she was walking, a boy who really liked her named Greg followed her and couldn't resist romanticizing with her as a hug in a different way, for some reason. She tried to push away but his grip was too firm.
While that happened, Jack walked by and took everything in an utterly wrong way. He was furious, he then pushed away Greg, punched him and sliced his right hand open with the only small weapon which was a cutter then grabbed Emma by the neck and choked her to death as he sliced her head off .Due to that myth or story, it says that Greg had made a packed that he will one by one hunt down jake and everyone related to him and his family.
It then hit me I was related to jake, after all he was my brother so this was it I was going to die and so was Olivia. We held hands and closed our eyes, within a minute before we were aware of it we were both stabbed in the chest at least five times exceedingly painful also sore and the last thing we saw was his smiley face with that bloody hook dripping with our own blood.
“So there end’s my story, now hope he comes for you soon”.
A Burrito on September 23, 2018:
Horror ideas (feel free to write a story of them):
1. You take out your mirrors for a renovation your house is undergoing, but you find a not placed under the place where the mirror facing your bed lied "put them back on, we love watching you."
2. A patient suffering from hallucinations confirms the doctors' fears, his hallucinations are real.
3. You keep receiving messages from someone called a "Mr. Shadow", until one day you return home, your main door is open, all lights are out except for your bedroom, there a figure of a man is standing, your phone rings, "its Mr. Shadow."
Dania on September 21, 2018:
Hi I’d just like to say that you have given me a lot of inspiration for my book. I hope one day I can publish it and you can read it too. So thank you for all this!!!!
sam on September 19, 2018:
need some ideas for story at school
JIM on September 18, 2018:
I need to write a short story for school. Any ideas?
THEROSE'STHORN on September 10, 2018:
OMFG... Love it!!!
My own on August 31, 2018:
My horror story idea is that a girl is rushing to woek in new york on the sidewalk a creepy man acsadentaly bumps into her or so she thinks later that night it was storming and she hears a creeeep on the steps and goes and looks and nothing is there she grabs the phone dials 911 or who she thought was 911 who answers is the man who bumped into her and tells her to hang up or something bas will happen.....
y on August 05, 2018:
One day during summer vacation, my parents sent me to a camp to improve my camping skills, it was all boring and very much ordinary, until that night.
My campmates and I were watching Tv after finishing the day, and that exact camp allowed Tv from 10 to 11 at night, something popped up at the screen, it was a killer loose, but before we could see the descriptions the Tv shut off, I locked the door and hid in my covers and prayed that nothing would happen.
Around an hour or so later, I heard a very noisy thud, I was already preoccupied with the thought that it might be the killer so I hid in my covers even more and ignored the sounds, around 10 minutes later, I heard another thud followed by the door opening, My heart was pounding, and I was shivering with fear, I peeked outside the covers and glimpsed a figure of a dark man and at that moment he caught me looking at him, I closed my eyes and tried to act as if I was asleep, I heard his loud footsteps coming my way, he stopped right in front of me, he whispered something in my ears, "I know you're awake." and laughed a very menacing laugh.
Ricardo Cortes on July 18, 2018:
i like horror!-really!!!!!!!
SADAF on July 17, 2018:
Avrin on July 08, 2018:
Wow! These are excellent!
Ricardo Cortes on July 05, 2018:
My story is about a man walking to his new house...but then looked very old. One night when he was sleeping, a ghost came from under his bed and jump scared him then the man got murdered. The ghost came up in a newspaper and everyone got scared to not be at bed. Even people were missing.
Ricardo Cortes on July 05, 2018:
I would make horror stories with violence
Panda B. on June 28, 2018:
lol #4 in the 1st section
why on June 07, 2018:
"someone is in the house" is one of the most horrible...
A burrito on June 01, 2018:
What ideas do you mean?
I need help generating ideas, doin a story bout a haunted doll
Lit on June 01, 2018:
My favorite one was the 1st one!!!
y on May 30, 2018:
you keep searching for the monster your son is afraid of, only to know it was you.
Y on May 30, 2018:
I loked the 4th one idea
PEYTON on May 29, 2018:
I liked the second one the best!
y on May 22, 2018:
you could use an ironic name or a name foreshadowing a major event coming up in the story,
Isidra Castro on May 22, 2018:
I need tips on book titles
my book is a horror about a haunted puppet named Penn
y on May 21, 2018:
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, 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
y on May 19, 2018:
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.
Rida on May 19, 2018:
Iam just 10,but love to write stories
y on May 18, 2018:
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.
NightMareHouse27 on May 17, 2018:
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.
Tales From the Library on April 23, 2018:
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.
y on April 21, 2018:
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!
Someone on April 21, 2018:
I liked the first idea!
Megan on April 13, 2018:
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.
y on April 11, 2018:
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.
y on April 11, 2018:
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.
ICE BABE on April 11, 2018:
i swear your ideas are damn epic
y on April 10, 2018:
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.
y on April 10, 2018:
It was really neat, but you can add a description of the man, making it more spooky.
cannot wait for the next part.
Horror on April 10, 2018:
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…..
Horror on March 29, 2018:
You are going on a school trip. To the place where your best friend disappeared
y on March 28, 2018:
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?
Tessa on March 28, 2018:
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.
Vivek on March 24, 2018:
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
y on March 21, 2018:
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"
shamariana on March 19, 2018:
need topics about scary things
y on March 18, 2018:
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.
Mr. Awesome on March 14, 2018:
i really like this website! I thought it was relatively cool.
y on March 14, 2018:
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.
I am spooky on March 12, 2018:
this a true story about one of my friends mom . she is a regular traveller
MariaD on March 07, 2018:
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
y on March 06, 2018:
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?
y on March 05, 2018:
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
Thanks on March 05, 2018:
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.
lkjhgfdsa on March 02, 2018:
I like stories with torture and sickening details
Dragon Soal on February 28, 2018:
I loved this! Thanks :)
Dragon Soal on February 28, 2018:
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.”
y on February 27, 2018:
and another story;
“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!”
All on February 27, 2018:
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
Deathbringer on February 26, 2018:
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. . .
Hshahsjs on February 25, 2018:
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.