Short Horror Stories

Johnny Atkins

One day when I was nine, I had a sleepover at my cousin's house. Right before we went to bed her sister came in to tell us a story. When she finished she left, but we didn't feel like going to sleep so we decided to stay up for an hour or so.

As we talked we could hear her sister, who was right across the hall, on the phone talking to someone, "Yeah I can't believe what happened to Johnny. I heard his uncle got him, but I know Savannah thinks it was his mom."

I looked at Carley and whispered to her, "Whose Johnny?" Now I'm not around a lot so I wasn't up to date at what was happening recently.

She sighed,"I'm not suppose to know but I guess I'll tell you..." She went on to tell me about this boy that went to her sister's high school, he was popular junior and was great at what seemed everything, his name was Johnny. What really set him apart is the fact that he had A limp from A car accident he had been in A few years ago. A few weeks ago he went out to go to a party and never came home. His dad, who he lived with after his parents divorced, just thought he slept over at someone's house. That was until after he didn't come home after a week, then two, then three.

Then a few teenagers were at a river when they saw something in the water. They went over to it and saw, it was a body, Johnny's body.

After police took his body away they gave him to forensic to see if they could find out anything. The body was very decomposed so they coulding find any fingerprints on him, but what they found on his insides was they worst part. In his stomach was rotten, raw beef. They said he died from a lethal injection right into his heart. She also said they didn't know who or what did it but that they did a good job covering they're tracks.

Then she wanted to go to sleep, as for me on the other hand I had no desire to sleep. I just stayed up thinking about the poor guy and how if I fell asleep, I might be next. Then I heard something.

I heard a door open then footsteps, then heard another door open. Part of me wanted it to be just one of her sisters going to bathroom but something about the way it sounded made me sure it wasn't one of them.

I shook Carley awake and told her I thought someone was in the house, that woke her up. She opened her bedroom door and peaked her head out. After a few seconds she slammed it shut and dragged me into her closet. We hid in there for several minutes until she heard her door open and footsteps. Now that I could hear the footsteps clearly I knew it was no one in her family. Sounded like they had a limp, and were dragging something, like an axe. As the footsteps came closer I covered my mouth in a hope to make no noise at all. Then they just stopped. We looked at each other and shook our heads. We ended up sleeping in her closet.

In the morning we woke up and slowly opened the door. We didn't see anyone but then we went to her sister. We told her what happened and I told her what I saw. Her face drained of color and said the figure stood over her, with an axe. He ended up walking away but she didn't sleep anymore that night.

She then grabbed my arm and said in a shaky voice, "I need to ask you a question, did it sound like the person had a limp?"
Before I answered I heard a door open and what sounded like a man limping quickly towards us, dragging something.

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This actually happened to me.