Creepy and Mysterious: 7 Short Horror Stories That Will Keep You on Edge
For those who love a good scare, here is a collection of seven short horror stories that are guaranteed to keep you on the edge of your seat. Each tale is a blend of the mysterious and haunting, evoking a sense of the unknown and the unexplainable.
Every Night I Set My Phone on the Bedside Table...
Something eerie happens every night when I place my phone on the bedside table to charge. One morning, I woke up to find photos of me sleeping, but taken from the foot of my bed. I live alone. No one could have taken these photos, yet they are there, creating suspicion and fear within me.
Who’s in the Kitchen?
The sound of a butcher knife is coming from the kitchen. I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was following me, even until I brushed my teeth. My reflection caught my gaze, but it wasn’t just a mirror. It seemed to be waving at me. I haven’t dared to look in the mirror since, knowing the ghostly reflection would be waiting for me.
The Baby Monitor and the Sound of Breathing
My baby monitor crackled with a voice cooing, "My baby slept soundly in my arms." Panic set in when my sister burst into my room, crying that something was chasing her. I hugged her tightly, but then her sobs echoed through the hallway. I froze as a sharp pain pierced my body. The radio on the nightstand was playing reassuringly, "Stay calm, this is not a test," but the radio had been unplugged for years.
Are You Sure They Buried the Wrong One?
The funeral was over, and I returned home to find my dad sitting in his chair. He smiled at me and whispered, "They buried the wrong one." I immediately felt a sense of unease. The memories of my late father’s death had come flooding back, and it was as if he had returned from the dead, but something felt off.
Someone in the House?
Woken up to a text: "There's someone in your house." I replied, "I know." However, it wasn’t me who initiated the conversation. Each night, I hear someone typing on my laptop, and every time I delete the strange photo from my phone, it reappears. When I discovered muddy footprints leading into my room, I started to feel a creeping unease, as if whatever was inside knew I was watching.
The Feeling of Being Watched
The closet door opened on its own, revealing nothing. I knew I had locked it to keep something in. Muddy footprints in circles led to my bed, as if whoever was inside couldn't leave. The security camera showed someone walking into my house, but I never saw them leave. My sister's pounding on the door made me look through the peephole, only to see her corpse inside. The elevator ride felt endless, with the walls tightening as it stopped, revealing my own body inside, still waiting for an exit.
The Final Horrors
The wet breath on my neck sent shivers down my spine. My bedroom door was locked, and so was my tomb. Even my daughter's crayon drawing of her family left me with a chilling feeling, as she said, "This is after you leave us tonight." I held my son, feeling his warm body next to me, but the last thing I remember was pulling him into the river with me. The missed calls and voicemails were my own, screamed warnings to not answer the door. My wife's trembling cried through the phone, but I remembered—her screams at night before her death.
These chilling narratives are not just tales of horror and mystery but also serve as a reminder of the unknown that lurks in our lives. If you're interested in more such stories, feel free to drop a comment below, and I'll be happy to share more.