ChronoGrl
05-21-2014, 10:44 AM
These have been passed around Facebook a bit - I like them; they have that creepypasta feel to them - Here are a few that I grabbed from
http://www.chicagonow.com/listing-toward-forty/2014/03/two-sentence-horror-stories/
Dig up some of your favorites from the Internets or add your own!
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I'm not afraid of the cemetery. It's the only place the ghosts don't follow me.
I enter the empty elevator and push the button for my floor. As the doors close I feel a hand cover my mouth.
It's hard fighting the urge to hurt myself. My only comfort is knowing that I can hurt the girl in the trunk instead.
She felt the heat as the flames engulfed the only house she'd ever known. When the screams subsided she smiled, knowing she was finally alone.
I let my little girl sleep with me at night. I still like to snuggle with her despite the increasingly pungent smell of her rotting flesh.
The problem with sneaking out is that your parents have no idea where to look for you. By the time they find this cage you will not be alive.
He ran to the next house, but that door was locked too. The boy collapsed in exhaustion as the clawed hand dragged him back to the others.
Okay, mama, I will go to sleep and not talk about the man in my closet anymore. He's going to your room now anyway, right, mister?
They said I'd experience "phantom limb syndrome" when it would sometimes feel like my arm was still there. They didn't say I'd wake up at night to it strangling me.
http://www.chicagonow.com/listing-toward-forty/2014/03/two-sentence-horror-stories/
Dig up some of your favorites from the Internets or add your own!
...
I'm not afraid of the cemetery. It's the only place the ghosts don't follow me.
I enter the empty elevator and push the button for my floor. As the doors close I feel a hand cover my mouth.
It's hard fighting the urge to hurt myself. My only comfort is knowing that I can hurt the girl in the trunk instead.
She felt the heat as the flames engulfed the only house she'd ever known. When the screams subsided she smiled, knowing she was finally alone.
I let my little girl sleep with me at night. I still like to snuggle with her despite the increasingly pungent smell of her rotting flesh.
The problem with sneaking out is that your parents have no idea where to look for you. By the time they find this cage you will not be alive.
He ran to the next house, but that door was locked too. The boy collapsed in exhaustion as the clawed hand dragged him back to the others.
Okay, mama, I will go to sleep and not talk about the man in my closet anymore. He's going to your room now anyway, right, mister?
They said I'd experience "phantom limb syndrome" when it would sometimes feel like my arm was still there. They didn't say I'd wake up at night to it strangling me.