A collection of short scary stories. Really short stories. Some may be only a sentence or two, others a few paragraphs. Sit back and let your imagination do the dirty work. Please tell me what you think. Enjoy!
I'm in college and like almost every other college student out there, I have a roommate. She was really nice and we got along great. Almost every night we'd go out and do stuff together like going to a movie or to a club or something. Well, last night we went to a house party and things got really outta control. We drank, danced, smoked, and by the end we were so high and so drunk that we passed out on the floor.
When we woke up this morning she told me she lost her phone somewhere. She looked around upstairs and I looked downstairs. After a couple of minutes I found her phone underneath a clutter of blankets, pillows, and naked bodies. I was about to yell upstairs to let her know I had found it, but at that exact moment she received a text. I opened it. It had a picture of my face and it said "Mask, knife, and rope waiting in brown bag under your bed. You know what to do."
Immediately after I read it she tapped my shoulder.
"I see you've found my phone."
I grew up in a small house with a big family, so I had to get used to hearing people talk at all hours of the day. I learned to sleep through it. But now that I live alone, the voices are much harder to ignore.
Every morning I take a walk and I always go the same route. Yesterday I met a stranger. He was just sitting on a bench and he called me over. He shook my hand and said it was nice to see me again. Poor guy must have confused me with someone else because I swear I've never seen him before.
So today I went on a walk, like I do every morning, and I met a stranger who was just sitting on a bench.