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Two sentence horror stories, Peter, CPE, NEON Aegina

neonpefle — Tue, 05 Nov 2019 14:59:13 +0000

As I was falling asleep, I heard faint footsteps from downstairs. That's when I realized I hadn't locked the door.

We burried her in the old cemetery, next to her sister's grave. That way no one can hear her scream.

Only in Stories, Peter, CPE, NEON Aegina

neonpefle — Tue, 05 Nov 2019 14:54:48 +0000

I am starting to regret coming on this camping trip. A few people from school organized it and I decided to join in. Although I did have a reason for coming, I haven't had the opportunity to do what I'd planned yet. Right now it's dark out, and everyone is sitting around the fire roasting marshmallows

“I'm bored…” a kid sitting next to me says, perfectly expressing my mood. “Does anyone know a good story?”

“Martin, you should tell the one about the couple who got lost in the woods! Werewolves always scare me,” someone else suggests, nudging Martin on the shoulder.

I perk up at that.Werewolves? This is gonna be interesting. Martin jumps at the opportunity and immediately starts telling us the story.

“Only a few years ago, a young couple, while on holiday, stopped in these very woods. They sat in a clearing, enjoying each other's company. The sun was almost gone and they were having a picnic, watching it set. After a while, they got in their car to leave, but before they could even turn the engine on, they heard a howl from the trees. By now, the moon was clearly visible overhead, and it was full, as it is today.

The girl was scared. She talked about werewolves and other creatures, but the boy comforted her. Such things only exist in stories, you see. They can't really harm us. However, as they backed out of the woods and onto the road, he saw a dark humanoid figure standing on the edge of the forest. It ran towards their car, almost blindingly fast. The girl started screaming and the boy slammed the accelerator.

The car was no match for the werewolf's speed, for now they could clearly see what it was. A hulking mass of bone, muscle and fur, it attacked them fiercely, trying to pierce the metal of the vehicle with its claws. By now, the boy was screaming too, hoping that the beast couldn't tear open their car. Of course, he hoped in vain, since, as we all know, a werewolf's claws are sharp as a razor.

When the monster got in the car, it made quick work of the passengers. It killed and ate them, then left their bones in the car, as a reminder of its danger. It will do the same to anyone who enters the forest, if given the chance. And that's why you should never come to these woods on the night of a full moon…”

As the gasps uttered at the climax of the story die down, everyone looks up at the moon. Of course, it's full, like in the story. I grin, exposing a set of too-sharp teeth. Aside from the fact he called me 'it', I couldn't have come up with a better introduction myself.

The Room, by Peter D1 NEON, Aegina

neonpefle — Tue, 31 Oct 2017 14:51:22 +0000

You walk down a dimly lit corridor, not knowing what awaits you at the end. You were instructed to stay in the room at the end of the corridor, but no-one told you what was special about this room.

You reach the end, and you see a grey door. You open it, and enter the room. As you set your foot on the white floor, all the lights turn on. In the bright, artificial light, you see four white walls. The room is small, and the floor and ceiling are also white. There are four lights on the ceiling, all of them extremely bright. You realize something bad is going on, and turn to the door to get out. It has clossed behind you, without you noticing. You are trapped.

You feel like it's been ages since you got in. You're sitting in the corner. You don't know where in the room you are. The door, your only reference point, is white, and you can't differentiate it from the white walls.

A man walks in. He's wearing white clothes, just like you. He's holding a tray, with a piece of bread, and a glass of milk. He gives you the tray, and walks out. Thinking for a moment, you decide to eat the food. After half an hour, the man walks in, and takes the tray.

You don't know how long you've been in here for. The man has come more than ten times, given you the food, and then taken the tray back. He walks in again, and as he leaves the tray in front of you, you say:

"Why are you doing this?". He doesn't answer, and leaves the room. You are left alone with your thoughts. Why would anyone do this to you? And when will it stop?

Your eyes already hurt. You've been awake for only an hour, and you didn't sleep well. You're trying to go to sleep again, when the man comes in, and gives you the tray.

"Why are you keeping me in here!?" You scream, crying. "What are you trying to do?!"

The man starts to walk away, silently.

"Help me! Get me out of here!!" You hpelessly shout at him, knowing he won't respond. He walks out of the room, and closes the door behind him.

You look at the bread, and then the walls, and begin to cry, your tears mixing with the milk on the tray. You're filled with despair, this shouldn't be hapenning! You want this to end. And then you notice something sharp on the tray…

a spooky story by Peter C1 neon Aegina

neonpefle — Mon, 31 Oct 2016 13:08:53 +0000

It was a dark and scary night. Morgan and John really wanted to go to the spooky old house. What could go wrong?! For Ashley and George, the answer was everything! The problem was that Morgan and John thought that ghosts didn't exist. <>asked Ashley. <><>, said Morgan <> George couldn't disagree because… he was already in the house. He was also sat on a chair in a locked room reliving his worst memories. Of course, the others didn't know that. If they had known that, the police would already be there, but… they didn't know it. Ashley couldn't disagree because she had nothing more to say so, they entered the house. When they go in, they immediately felt that they were not welcome. It was like there was someone in the house who didn't want them to get out alive (spoilers: there was). They shouted John's name but the only thing they got in response was a scream as their flashlights went out. They tried to run but let's just say they stayed in that house forever.