A collection of frightening and unnerving horror stories, each only a few sentences long.

Kate Anderson, a girl from a small farming community in Glendale, Wisconsin just got the break of her life -- she was accepted to Chicago's University of Illinois College of Medicine. Ready to take on the Windy City, nothing can stand in her way. Except for one thing -- the night she accepts a 'friend request' on Facebook from a Pete Peterson. ***Updated Regularly***

The game is called paranoia. Everyone gets a name. The object of the game is to 'kill' that person. This time, the game was taken too far. And now, someone has to die.

Remember those stories you were told as a small child, perhaps by an older sibling or friend? Ones about creatures that lurk in the shadows just waiting to attack. They were told to terrify us and it would work. Sometimes you would lay awake in bed afraid to fall asleep, then a parent would calm you down and assure you that in no way were the stories real. You would then relax, trusting your parent's judgment. That's how things use to be, but only too late now have we realised those scary stories are very much alive. Cover created by Chavalo218

Rule #1: Never be alone, have someone always with you, no matter where you are. Rule #2: Don't acknowledged their presence or you'll give them the satisfaction of them scaring you. Rule #3: Always, and I mean Always have a crucifix with you no matter where you are. Rule #4: Pray every night, every day, when you eat, and when you sleep. Keep faith. Rule #5: Don't let them get to you. They'll destroy your sanity and everything you believe in. They'll break you down until you're nothing. Rule #6: Lastly, don't be afraid. ***EDITING IN PROCESS (IGNORE THE 'EDITED' THING AT THE BEGINNING OF CHAPTERS, THE ONLY CHAPTERS I HAVE EDITED ARE ONE AND TWO)***

"The most frightening story I have ever read", "Terrifying", "I never want to sleep alone again", "The first time I have read a story which has made my heart race", "Brilliantly written", "Honestly the most gripping story I've read in a long time, from the very first line to the very last. I think everyone that read this can say this is in their list of worst fears.", "This was utterly brilliant. Terrifying and compelling all the way through.", "You made me want to burn my bed and run". - Reddit Users An account of the most horrifying experience I have ever had. I was a child at the time, but only now do I feel safe enough to even speak of what occurred, during the night, at bedtime. In the darkness something lurked. God help me if it was all real.

What happens when one day a year you can go out and kill anyone you please -- with no consequences? It's up to you, stay inside and wait it out, or go out and join the celebration. Murder Day was my first dream turned short story, it inspired me to transcribe more of my subconscious wonderings and share them with you all. Some are frightening, some are sad, and maybe some day there might even be a happy one or two?

Blazers, polos, plaid shirts, varsity jackets, and red pants... all because of one little dare, a bag of carrots, and a kiss. «»«»«» Written By : @lillybird10 (Kat) Cover By : @lillybird10 (me!) [Don't take this story seriously. It's not supposed to be realistic. Also please ignore typos. I don't have time to go back and edit them all. Sorry.]

Niall murmurs a sorry to me before dumping the drink on me. I didn't know what to do. I was shocked. Of course I couldn't just go on a date with Niall without being made fun of. I sighed at the thirteen year old. I got up and walked out of the building. I didn't even bother, calling Ma or Pa. It wasn't worth it. I was just glad we would be moving. Moving far away from this hell hole.

*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com