"There he was, standing over me with that large, menacing grin. It screamed violence, it screamed death. I've never seen something so threatening. The cut open cheeks, the bloodshot red eyes, the shiny bald head of his, and the crooked teeth that terrified the hell out of me." Kristen trembles as she retells the story to her friend Sarah. It's almost like the visits that exact time, gathering more details every time the story is told. She almost died that night. Sarah gives her a petrified glance.
Moments later, Kristen gets up to use the restroom. "I'll be back in a few, I don't feel so well." Getting up and walking off, her head started spinning, for it was getting hard to walk. Finally reaching the restroom, she shuts the door and dashes towards the toilet, hunching over it. Kristen could feel her stomach in her throat, and it was not a pleasant feeling. Looking down into the water of the toilet, she notices a reflection, revealing the same face described in her room, beside her friend Sarah. It was him. The lights turn off and she hears a laughter, along with a ripping sound.
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Short Horror Stories
HorrorWant to stay up all night? Spine-chilling short stories are here to help! Some are even based off of real stories. Still in progress, Enjoy! Top rating: #228 in horror and #89 in gory
