Two Sentence Horror Stories

Hello Internet and Happy Halloween!

I hope you are enjoying the spookiest time of the year. I just wrote up a Weekly Blog a few days ago about Halloween (which you can read here), so I don’t want to get into the nitty gritty of the holiday. I just hope everyone is enjoying the holiday whether they are dressing up and going to a costume party, trick-or-treating with friends and family, or just staying in to watch some scary movies. For Halloween I thought that I’d try my hand at a little bit of horror. It’s not my normal style, but I thought that Halloween is the perfect occasion to write some spooky stories. Specifically I’m writing some “Two Sentence Horror Stories.” This was a trend a few years ago and it’s still going around. Basically the goal is to write a scary story or horror story with just two sentences. There are plenty of examples if you just Google the phrase “Two Sentence Horror Story.” I hope mine are unique enough and you enjoy reading them. If you do like them, feel free to give them a like and leave a comment with your own Two Sentence Horror Story, your feelings about Halloween, or what fun Halloween activity you’re going to enjoy today. As always, I appreciate your views, likes, comments, and shares. Now let’s get to the spooky stories!

 

A man stopped for a bit to study his reflection in the mirror. As he walked away from the mirror, his reflection blinked.

 

Marie didn’t like jumping in the puddles like other little girls. Mostly because she couldn’t see her reflection in the puddles.

 

The child wrote a letter to Satan instead of Santa. A present still arrived on Christmas day.

 

“What are you supposed to be?” The man asked the little, pale girl in a tattered dress thinking she was a Trick-or-Treater.
“Dead,” She replied wiping cemetery dirt off her dress.

 

I’ve always heard a small town is the best places to raise children. All the cemeteries really make it a Necromancer’s dream location.

 

Kate sat there on her couch, with a big bowl of popcorn, watching a horror movie while thinking about how unrealistic it is that killers are able to sneak up on their victims. The maniac with the kitchen knife standing behind her with the kitchen knife had a different opinion on the matter.

 

The man laid there in a sticky pool of crimson blood. He wasn’t sure if the blood belonged to him or the woman’s corpse laying next to him.

 

The boy had his father’s eyes. And in his other hand was his mother’s still-beating heart.

 

Happy Halloween!!

 

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