Inspired by r/nosleep, but without the "Everything here is true" and "You can't criticize the OP" rule. Post your scariest original short stories here.
Rules are simple:
Be nice, criticize constructively, no name-calling.
No obvious AI generated stories, or other spam.
Everything posted here is creative fiction, any similarity to real life is pure coincidence.
Prompts are allowed, but should be prefaced with "[WP]"
Collaborative storytelling is fun, so if you'd like to continue your own story or other people's story as a series in the comments, start your comment with [CHAIN]
Troll/Parody Stories would be allowed on Sundays, but the title should start with "[PARODY]"
Those moments when everything is going so well it feels like trying to describe or capture them may only ruin them, there's something so wonderful about them. The only way to keep them is to remember them as well as one can. Anything else...It feels like it's doing them a disservice.
So it was for a time where I was living. It was as nice as could be.
Wasn't it?
There was an old plaque tucked away, overgrown and poorly kept, said to be placed in commemoration of the founding of the town shortly after its incorporation. Nearly forgotten, clearly neglected and ignored, most would assume it would say what any old plaque would. Something with the date, maybe some mention of the founders and if they were feeling very proud some light history of the founding.
This was no such plaque. Instead it bore a short, unfriendly sounding message, "Don't Get Comfortable".
Why not? It's such a nice place...The plaque was left by whoever founded the place, wasn't it?
A dangling, swaying entity drops from the ceiling of an after hours convenience store. It stays for a little over three minutes, wheezing softly, before slowly fading from view. No one is there to see it happen.
I need help finding this one viral horror story. It described two twenty year old college students and their girlfriends camping in an old RV. They were in an upstate Pennsylvania town in the Poconos during the fall. They spent a few nights playing hold ’em, Jenga, and truth or dare.
One night, the MC, Chase, pulled some shrooms out of his bag and dared the loser of a game to try it with him for the first time. They ended up having a wild night but it was suspicious because it wasn’t Chase’s girl who volunteered but his friend’s girl.
They snuck away from the campsite and fooled around a bit to find the other two passed out drunk laying over one another.
They were still coming off their high so they remained unable to really perceive the affair that might have occured while they eloped. In the morning only the two college guys were in the side camper, but the windows were broken, the siding was severely dented and the