When you can manage to scare someone with just two sentences, you know you're good. Thanks to all the contributors!
1/25. The grinning face stared at me from the darkness beyond my bedroom window. I live on the 14th floor.
2/25. The doctors told the amputee he might experience a phantom limb from time to time. Nobody prepared him for the moments though, when he felt cold fingers brush across his phantom hand.
3/25. I cant move, breathe, speak or hear and its so dark all the time. If I knew it would be this lonely, I would have been cremated instead.
4/25. Dont be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet but never look up, she hates being seen.
5/25. I woke up to hear knocking on glass. At first, I though it was the window until I heard it come from the mirror again.
6/25. They celebrated the first successful cryogenic freezing. He had no way of letting them know he was still conscious.
7/25. She wondered why she was casting two shadows. Afterall, there was only a single lightbulb.
8/25. It sat on my shelf, with thoughtless porcelain eyes and the prettiest pink doll dress I could find. Why did she have to be born still?
9/25. I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, Daddy check for monsters under my bed. I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, Daddy theres somebody on my bed.
10/25. There was a picture in my phone of me sleeping. I live alone.
11/25. I just saw my reflection blink.
12/25. Working the night shift alone tonight. There is a face in the cellar staring at the security camera.
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13/25. They delivered the mannequins in bubble wrap. From the main room I begin to hear popping.
14/25. She asked why I was breathing so heavily. I wasnt.
15/25. My daughter wont stop crying and screaming in the middle of the night. I visit her grave and ask her to stop, but it doesnt help.
16/25. Day 312. Internet still not working.
17/25. I kiss my wife and daughter goodnight before I go to sleep. When I wake up, Im in a padded room and the nurses tell me it was just a dream.
18/25. The funeral attendees never came out of the catacombs. Something locked the crypt door from the inside.
19/25. My wife woke me up last night to tell me there was an intruder in our house. She was murdered by an intruder 2 years ago.
20/25. I was having a pleasant dream when what sounded like hammering woke me. After that, I could barely hear the muffled sound of dirt covering the coffin over my own screams.
21/25. I was stoned. And Taco Bell was closed.
22/25. She went upstairs to check on her sleeping toddler. The window was open and the bed was empty.
23/25. You hear the scream across the hallway, but your eyes wont open and you cant move.
24/25. Being the first to respond to a fatal car accident is always the most traumatic thing I see as a police officer. But today, when the crushed body of the little dead child boy strapped in his car seat opened his eyes and giggled at me when I tried to peel him out of the wreckage, I immediately knew that today would be my last day on the force.
25/25. I always thought my cat had a staring problem, she always seemed fixated on my face. Until one day, when I realized that she was always looking just behind me.