Dontlookbehindyou Geschichten

A book for the paranormal things that happen in my life.

Sh0rt h0rr0r st0ries t0 keep y0u up a n1ght. All written by me

These are short (ish) horror stories/ creepy pastas. I love horror so I hope you do too. I will try my best to write 100 stories. Always inform me of grammatical/ spelling errors so I can improve. Some content may be from YouTube channels CreepsMcPasta and MrNightmare

Winter never was part of the in crowd and that didn't bother her. She had a small circle of friends, each holding their purpose but after she begins having grotesque nightmares of a creature called Slenderman everything around her begins to change and monsters come to life, monsters that you could only dream of.

Friend.. I love you. I'm here for you. Reply to my letters friend,I need you . (Inspired by "dear Abby"-creepyMcpasta-)

Story Based On a True Event They're Watching You

The Race happens every year. The Elders established this race 125 years ago. Every year, 9 contestants, one from each Zone, take place in a race to the death. Why would people go along with this? The winner will receive ¥1,000,000 and luxury food for a year and are entered in a place in the Selection, as well as given a home for them and their families in Central. The Zones that surround Central are poor and can barely sustain themselves. Central is where the rich people, celebrities, and government officials live. They get the easy and desirable jobs for big money, while the Zone workers get back-breaking labor for little to maybe even no pay. The Royal Family live in Central as well. The Royal Family is in control of the race and the winner is the Prince or Princess' suitor. Mel Conrad lives with her dad in Zone 6 and is one of the contestants in the 125th annual Race. So is her brother Ryan, who lives with his mother in Zone 1. Only one of the twins will survive and enter the Selection and possibly become a member of the Royal Family. Which one will it be?

Your dream officially came true.

*I hope you enjoy!x* This is my first ever story so please don't be rude :)xx Comment any scary stories that you know! Xx Please share this story and follow me!xx

Here are scary stories you tell in the dark some are based on myth some are not have fun reading them to your family "OH and don't look behind you!"

A collection of horror stories sure to give you chills!

Little stories to help you sleep at night. Oh, and by the way, don't.turn.around... //Some of these aren't written by me, most are, but © to original writers//

Inspired by a horror plot I read online: A boy had a gift that he could see auras. Green meant that the person was going to live for a long time. Orange meant that they would die soon. And red meant murder or accident soon. When he went to his new school, he was the first in the classroom. A girl walked in. Her aura was red. Then another. Red. And another. Red again. As the class filled up with blinding red lights, he caught sight of his own rosy aura in the screen of the interactive whiteboard. Then the teacher walks in, and the boy turns pale. Because the teacher's aura was a sickly neon green. Dun dun dun! So this is my own extended version of that story. Enjoy (and don't look behind you!) Also copyright me please don't steal this story it's mine. PUT THAT COOKIE DOWN! NOW! Also this story does contain LGBTQ+ themes and murder. If you don't likey, don't ready.

Detectives found these letters numbered in this order after the disappearance of a young girl. They were addressed to her.

High school friends go on a summer trip to root 66 and ends up having the worst summer anyone could ever imagine

Megan Turner walked along the street when she saw a figure in front of her she had no choice but to run home. Only to find out the figure followed her home. Megan tells her friends, family and relatives. Do they become the next Ghostbusters? Or run in shame? #942 in Mystery/Thriller [ 4/14/17] #969 in Mystery/Thriller [4/15/17]

There are little moments every once in a while that you get paranoid. Like that one time late at night you had to walk down that pitch black, barely can see your hand in front of your face, abandoned alley