I lay alone in a too-large bed in an empty house, not quite asleep. Downstairs, the piano plays, as it has done every night since her death.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EiKFEwI5YrI

 

For fuck's sake. 15,543 comments...
...and about 15,540 of them are all variations on, "I'm pregnant."

Like fan fiction, that thread is a decent idea, until you factor in the lowest common denominator.

 

"I made dinner with the kids. I never wanted them."

 

"I went to the toilet in my single apartment, the seat was warm"

"I undid my fly and grabbed myself to piss, it wasnt till I was midstream that I remembered I was a woman"

 

Some are good, most of this are bad. Most run on the old cliche "something happened, I live alone". It's boring and unimaginative. I especially liked the stories 9, 11, 12, 13, 32 and 37. All of them gave me good ideas how to screw with minds of my players in Call of Cthulhu

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I stand in a subway station. The station is completly lifeless, there's no one around. The clock ticks, ever so slowly. I feel a warm breath on my neck. The clock stops.

 

#1: When she saw the mouse above her bed she shrieked and set Skibbers the cat on it. Too bad, but there was no way she could have noticed its blue eyes and the way it squeaked "Help me ma!" just before the cat gobbled it up.

#2: She kissed me and took my pants off, and I even allowed her to tie me to the bed. That's when she brought out the carving knife.

#3: It's very cold here. Then again at the bottom of the lake under all the ice it's always cold.

#4: Mother said not to ever open the door for anyone after 10pm. She's very harsh about my rule-breaking, so when she returns from working at 9:50pm pounding at the door that there's a man after her, I sit tight and wait for the clock to strike 10. Now I can hear her screaming (I think she's just being spiteful), but really, there's still only five more minutes to go.

#5: I see them come everyday and ooh and aah as they touch my face. I stopped screaming for help a long time ago, no one can hear me from my picture frame.

#6: Every night I borrow some salt and spread it around my bed. Mother doesn't understand why and threatens to sweep it away, but if I don't do it they'll take me away.

#7: The shadow on the wall grins and asks if I want power. I can barely move but I managed to shake my head. It smiles, pats me and walks to the door. "Take your time," it whispers. "I'll be back."

(PS: #7 actually happened to me - I suffer from sleep paralysis).

 

Holy crap. Thank you for this!

Mine:

It's 11:59, and I sit alone with my glass of wine.
It's 12:00, and I smile as voices scream and sob: "Why?"
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This one confused me. Cheers for the work though.

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P.S. Hey, Wizard, since you're here: Any way we can rename this thread "DLP Presents: Two-Sentence Horror Stories"?

 

I think I recall that being the plot of a movie. Something about a woman and her kids.

It confused me too. It probably would have made more sense if the mother came back shortly after ten.

 

If you mean the one with Nicole Kidman, it's The Others. Haunter is a more recent but less know flick that involves a similar gimmick. Pretty good, although geared towards a younger audience.

And, in keeping with the thread:

"The one thing I'm not afraid of, as I walk down the familiar hall, as they strap me down and slide the needle in, as one of the guards tries to meet my eyes with an expression I've decided to call begrudging sympathy, is death. I could scream until my vision goes dark, but I already know it won't matter; we will do this again when I wake up."

 

Nice thread! I've been following /r/nosleep and /r/shortscarystories for a year now and I always like short horror stories. Here are some from me:

#1: I was just told that the restaurant near my campus used babies' meat for hamburgers. No wonder they tasted so good.

#2: I bought Nick yesterday. He's such a cute little boy.

#3: Last night, a child in the park took my offer to drove her home. Not bad, at least I got my family something to eat.

#4: After making another emergency radio call, we played a roulette to decide which one of us had to be dumped outside. We had to reserve the station's oxygen supply, afterall.

 

^I'm sensing a trend in this one.

... /slowclap
Well done.

Mine:
"Her smiles when she saw me. My screams when she smiled."

"There may have been a time, so long ago, where I would have thought that human beings just could not do these things to each other. Every time life flees their eyes, I know I was wrong."

 

I actually saw this in a magazine a while ago. I currently live alone. I'm not overly fond of darkness or horror films because I can't sleep if I let my imagination run wild (nerves on the weaker side). I read that and, swear to god, was up all night, with music and lights on. Luckily it was the weekend. I haven't been that creeped out in ages.

Attempt at own contribution:

You turn off the lights and get in bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting to fall asleep. Your mother peeks inside, telling you to turn the lights off.

 

Wizard, I'm out of thumbs.

 

Every day, I stir cement and seal my basement's door shut.
Every night, I lie in bed, and I hear being swung open.

 

I tried to write some Harry Potter ones, but I don't think they're any good. Even so, what better way to improve?

I. Time Travel Tales

At the end of it all, with nothing left to live for, Harry decided to send himself back to the past. When he woke up to find the glowing green tip of thirteen inches of yew pressed into the bridge of his nose, and green eyes identical to his own glaring down at him from behind rounded frames, he realized that he should have conducted better research.

II. Dudley's Birthday Gift

"Th - thank you, Harry," Dudley stuttered, trying to look anywhere but at his cousin's gleaming red eyes, "but I don't really know what to do with it -"
"That's all right," Harry smirked, running his hands over the unmoving rabbit, "we can hang it from the rafters to give your room some character."

III. The Power He Knew Not

The power that the Dark Lord knew not lived in the bottom of the Black Lake. Because he believed that the merpeople were beneath him, Voldemort had no way of knowing that two civilizations and a tectonic shift ago, their city had been called R'lyeh.

IV. Let's Not do the Time Warp Again (cliche, this one)

"Harry, there's something wrong with the time-turner!" was all that Hermione managed to say before Lupin jumped out of the shadows and tore her apart right before his eyes. "Harry, there's something wrong with the time-turner!" was all that Hermione managed to say before Lupin jumped out of the shadows and tore her apart right before his eyes.

V. Voldemort Gets His Wish

The last man on Earth, who had once gone by the name of Lord Voldemort, sat alone in a room. There was a clock on the door.