One Shot Horror Stories

The Night

It's the last day of school, and I'm walking home. I live in a large city. I hate it. It was usually very noisy, but tonight, there isn't a single other soul in sight. It started to rain and I run the rest of the way home. Looks like my parents are out again. Damn. Oh well. It means I have the house to myself. I go upstairs and start playing video games until midnight. I get a text from my friend.

Alex: Hey little Shit! Get your ass out of bed!

She usually calls me that.

Me: I'm already awake. What do you want?

Alex: I found a Ouija board in my mom's closet! And I want to use it!

Me: Alex, no!! Whatever you're thinking it's a very, VERY bad idea!

Alex: Oh come on, don't be such a scaredy-cat! It'll be fun!!

Me: Alex!! No!!

She doesn't respond after that. I sit on my bed watching my phone, waiting for something to happen. At 1:30 am, I get a knock on my door. It's Alex. She has the Ouija board in her hand.

"We're not doing anything with that." I say.

"Yes we are!" Alex says.

"Why??"

"Because it'll be fun!" She walks into my house and gets everything set up in the living room. I already hate this idea. I go sit and join her. I watch her as she places candles on my coffee table. We get started, and nothing eventful happens.

"I thought you said that this was going to be fun." I say in a sarcastic tone.

"Shut up." Alex replies. I sigh. Maybe nothing is going to happen. Alex and I end the game, and we fall asleep on my living room floor.

At 3:30am I hear a giant bang under the floorboards. It wakes both myself and Alex up.

"W-what was that?" Alex asks with a shaky voice.

"I don't know." I reply. We hear another bang coming from my basement door. We grab a couple knives from my kitchen and investigate.

"Help me!!" a panicked woman shouts. Whatever is behind the door keeps banging on it. I'm shaking uncontrollably. I seriously think that the door is going to give in and break. Alex and I completely stop on our tracks. We hear a bloodcurdling scream. It's so loud my ears start ringing. The scream stops abruptly and the two of us are left in an uncomfortable silence. The door goes flying off its hinges and falls to the floor. We don't see anything, in the pitch darkness. Something starts walking out of the doorway. The only thing I see is glowing red eyes, before I find myself screaming and running down my street.

"Alex?!" I shout. She's nowhere in sight. I want to run back to my house to see if she's ok. But something grabs my wrist and forces me to run.

"Come on Monica!!" Alex shouts. We pass some drunks on the side of the street. Frat boys probably.

"Hey there... pretty ladies. What are you doing out here so late?" one of the boys asks. His breath reeks of alcohol. Alex just runs past them still tugging at my wrist. We hear another scream. It must be from those frat boys. I look behind me to see them dead on the ground with this demonic creature standing above them. The moment I make eye contact with it, Alex falls to the ground. Her head is bleeding.

"Alex!" I shout. I hear a growl. I look up with tears in my eyes already knowing my fate. I come face to face with the demonic being. It reaches its claws out to grab my head. It grabs my cheeks, and cuts them. It opens its mouth. Huge, sharp teeth covered in blood. My heart is racing. The ground opens up and I fall through it. Hitting my head hard on spiky ground.