Horrorshortstory Stories

The prank was fake. The reflection was real. They thought they were the ones playing tricks. They thought the screams were part of the game. But as the lights flicker and the truth emerges, the siblings realize they aren't alone. Watch your back. Some shadows don't belong to the living.

Dalton checks the stove four times every morning. Not three. Not five. Four. He learned this the hard way when his house caught fire at 9:47 AM after he only checked three times. Seven checks on the locks keep intruders out. Three deep breaths before driving prevent accidents. The numbers have rules. Break them, and disaster follows. His therapist says it's just OCD. His ex-wife says he's teaching their daughter to be afraid of everything. But Dalton knows the truth-the rituals work. Until the day his nine-year-old daughter starts touching her ear three times before answering questions. "I don't know," she whispers. "I just have to." A psychological horror story about compulsion, consequence, and what happens when the numbers you count might be the only thing keeping catastrophe at bay.

"... kahit anong mangyari, tandaan mong tutupad ako sa mga pangako natin. At hindi kita pababayaan kahit na bilang kaibigan. Ilalayo kita sa lalaking mananakit lang sa'yo, tsaka ikaw lang hanggang mamatay ako. Panonoorin kita kahit na malayo na ako." Sabi nila, wala kang madadala sa kabilang buhay. Pero bakit nadala niya ang mga pangako na iyon?

Just a short creepy story that popped into my head a few nights ago. Enjoy! I've marked it as completed but I'm considering making it into a much longer piece. I'd love to hear your thoughts on it. **UPDATE** I've decided to try and make a longer story out of this and I've set myself a 300 word target everyday. This is a work in progress and will be put up as I've written it, a raw first draft... Enjoy..😊

Have you ever feared the dark corners of your own home? He did - when he realized he wasn't the only one living there. In a poor childhood home torn apart by violence, a young boy discovers a presence that lurks where no light dares to reach: a tall, drenched man hiding beneath the kitchen sink. Each night, as his parents' rage grows louder, the thing grows stronger - feeding on fear, anger, and despair. Years later, the boy is grown... but some horrors never leave. Some just wait, dripping, for someone to open the door again. "The Old Man Beneath the Sink" is a haunting short story of trauma, faith, and the echoes of evil that thrive in silence.

(Highest ranking:#1 in HorrorShortStory ) Eight Feet Tall or "Hachishakusama" is a Japanese urban legend about a tall woman who abducts children. This story is about someone's personal experience with Hachishakusama.

A horror short story (I wrote this for school) (it's my rough draft)

The Man at the Foot of the Bed" is a psychological and spiritual horror story that blends fear, faith, and the invisible weight of what lurks in the dark.

Knock...Knock...Knock... A series of knocks on Halloween night disturbs writer Sara Freemont. Who's disturbing her night alone, and what do they want? Find out as a relaxing night alone turns into a nightmare as she must fight to survive against a relentless evil... Part of the Halloween Mystery contest, this story is 1614 words in length. I hope you guys enjoy it!

For my friends who suffer from sleep paralysis.

A horror short story collection.

[ Two-Part ] [ 28 June 2021, 7:35 pm > 30 June 2021, 1:31 am ] A short horror story about the aftermath of losing someone that you once loved. How would you cope when that person still lingers around even when they're long gone? And how would you react when a weird circumstances begin to arise? Find it all out on this week's latest horror story. ( Feel free to leave a vote, comment and share this story with your friends.

Short horror stories.

The end, something we all fear.

it's about creepy short story

This story was inspired by a family tgat lived in an unknown forest. This is thr first time that i published a story