Write the scariest story you can in two sentences

Hearing the screams of his neighbors as the men in pig masks kicked in their doors, George picked up his phone and dialed 911. "We're sorry, this service is no longer in operation."
 
They'd used cheap meat again for the curry, he thought as he chewed on a piece that was little more than gristle and bone. He poured more onto his plate and then stopped, his hand shaking, as his missing wife's wedding ring tumbled out onto the white rice.
 
The dead kid examples are really spooky.

Here's a succubus-tinged one:


The phone rang as Monique settled on top of me and drew my cock up into her fleshy warmth. I answered it and heard Monique on the other end of the line telling me the bridge was out and she couldn't make it tonight.

Reminds me of the creepiest scene in "Lost Highway".
 
He was pretty sure they hadn't had piped music last time he was in solitary. And he was damn sure it hadn't been "It's A Small World After All".
 
His Wife Is Now A Vampire

Mark went to the grave of his wife Lindsay to say 'goodbye' to her one last time.

But she rose from out of the ground with ahungry look in her eyes and sucked his blood.
 
"You can always have my heart," I whispered. "Good," she replied with a grin, digging her claws into my chest.
 
I opened my apartment door but the light switch didn't work

In the stygian darkness, the cackling figures of a thousand red-eyed furies reduced me to quivering jello.
 
Reading the cookbook, it said the meat was best prepared when skinned. So he grabbed his knife and walked over to the tied up woman in the corner.
 
He looked down and saw his leg trapped in the fishing net and reached down to grab his knife only to realize it wasn’t there. No matter how much he tried he couldn’t get free and as he took his last breaths in the dark cold water he didn’t panic, he just wondered where the knife had gone.
 
He was in the woods when the tree fell, so he didn't know if it made the same sound when no one was around.
He was alone in the woods, so no one will know if he made a sound when the tree fell on him
 
I have to admit some of these are really good. I try to write one.

I killed him and regreted it as I kneeled at his grave one dark and stormy night. I totally froze when a hand touched my shoulder.
 
It was the second time he'd ever tried to use his talents to read someone's soul, and this time it was at the request of a friend who knew a family experiencing a terrible haunting.

Nothing could have prepared him for the moment when he touched the husband's hands for the first time, he came face to face with a creature straight out of the deepest pits of hell, and it had found a new target... him.
 
He felt something was wrong with his daughter when he saw her, but it was only a feeling until he hugged her small little body. Her body was cold and as he felt her cold fingers dug into his flesh he tried to push her away, but it was already too late…
 
They say it takes you over hundred blows with an axe to completely dismember someone. Thankfully, they only scream for the first five or so.
 
It was six a.m. on a Sunday morning.
My mother-in-law was knocking on my door.


BWAHAHAHAHAAAAA
 
She shrank back against the cold cement wall as she heard footsteps approaching in the dark. She tried to open her mouth to scream, but the threads held tightly.
 
Last edited:
The boy sat surrounded by his friends as the cake was put in front of him. The clown pulled out the knife and sang, "Happy DEATH day to you!"
 
I was typing away on my latest effort for Literotica, when my front door was kicked in. The machete-wielding freak's lips were slobbering as he stormed towards me uttering, "You called me 'troll' one time too many over at the Author's Hangout!"
 
Ouch, good thing it's only a baby! Yes, but baby snakes don't know when to stop injecting their venom.
 
My neighbour told me he just installed some soundproofing for his recording studio. Strange, he also told me he doesn't play any instruments.
 
Flicking the switch, I descended the steps into the cellar, assuming the bulb had blown and I'd replace it.

It was black as pitch down there and then the steps disappeared and I was falling ... falling ... falling ...
 
The hooker propped her head up on the pillow and smiled at me. I was stuffing the rest of her into a suitcase.
 
Back
Top