20 Two-Sentence Horror Stories That Are Terrifying
Horror is one of the most difficult genres to write for, making great horror stories extremely rare to come by. Building tension and using jump genres is one of the most common tools used these days to create great horror stories. This can be achieved because writers and directors have the time in the medium, regardless of whether it is a television show, book or movie. What if you had to limit your entire horror story to only two sentences though? Could the desired result still be achieved? Here is a list of 20 horror stories that are only two sentences long, but are seriously scary.
Mom Is Calling
You hear your mom calling you into the kitchen. As you are heading down the stairs you hear a whisper from the closet saying “Don’t go down there honey, I heard it too.”
The longer I wore it, the more it grew on me. She had such pretty skin.
Being the first to respond to a fatal car accident is always the most traumatic thing I see as a police officer. But today, when the crushed body of the little dead boy strapped in his car seat opened his eyes and giggled at me when I tried to peel him out of the wreckage, I immediately knew that today would be my last day on the force.
I always thought my cat had a staring problem, she always seemed fixated on my face. Until one day, when I realized that she was always looking just behind me.
My wife woke me up last night to tell me there was an intruder in our house. She was murdered by an intruder 2 years ago.
I kiss my wife and daughter goodnight before I go to sleep. When I wake up, I’m in a padded room and the nurses tell me it was just a dream.
You get home, tired after a long day’s work and ready for a relaxing night alone. You reach for the light switch, but another hand is already there.
There was a picture in my phone of me sleeping. I live alone.
I woke up to hear knocking on glass. At first, I thought it was the window until I heard it come from the mirror again.
Life Goes On
I can’t move, breathe, speak or hear and it’s so dark all the time. If I knew it would be this lonely, I would have been cremated instead.
Monsters Under The Bed
I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy there’s somebody on my bed.”
The doctors told the amputee he might experience a phantom limb from time to time. Nobody prepared him for the moments though, when he felt cold fingers brush across his phantom hand.
Don’t be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet but never look up, she hates being seen.
The grinning face stared at me from the darkness beyond my bedroom window. I live on the 14th floor.
My daughter won’t stop crying and screaming in the middle of the night. I visit her grave and ask her to stop, but it doesn’t help.
Nurse’s Note: Born 7 pounds 10 ounces, 18 inches long, 32 fully formed teeth. Silent, always smiling.
Day 312. Internet still not working
Is That Possible?
I just saw my reflection blink.
She wondered why she was casting two shadows. After all, there was only a single light bulb.
They celebrated the first successful cryogenic freezing. He had no way of letting them know he was still conscious.