Hey Pandas, Make A Two-Sentence Horror Story (Closed)

I walk into my mom's room to see her reading a book. She died 5 years ago.

When I answered the door, I was surprised to see my mother's smiling face. It was an expression I had never before seen on her face, not even after the undertaker did his best to make her presentable for the viewing.

(This is my own story, it's not from reddit or other, I am a writer and I write on wattpad. The title has been inspired by a horror movie, but it takes all the credit, it's called The Perfection)

My perfection

The pain was insufferable, a feeling of icy cold and misery which ringed like a cacophony of bells through my entire body. He stood there smiling, and uttered two words to his project: "My perfection."

little did they know that one sentence would predict a whole future of horrors. "What if there was a tumblr/facebook merger?"

I look at the oaks moving with the wind and the clouds moving across the sky, I sigh sadly. Opening my eyes to the wasteland around me a tear drips down my face hitting the brittle ground.

The last time I died, I knew I had failed, and that I would keep repeating this over and over and over again. I do hope you understand why if I will live this nightmare you must too, as, after all, what happened was your fault.

As I adjusted the rear view mirror, I realized they weren't my eyes staring back at me.

the last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams. I sat bolt upright it was only a dream, but as I saw my alarm clock read 12:06, I heard my closet creak open

When the elevator opened in the 30th floor, he stepped in. Didn't even have time to wonder why the floor was black.

My mom was in the kitchen, dad was in his office, and Jaimes was in his room, so I went to the bathroom, assuming it was empty. I was wrong.

I heard voices coming from my room and got up to see what was happening.
I opened the door and saw my mother strangling someone who looked exactly like me; as my doppelganger looked up at me sadly, she said, "Misty, run."

Father tucked me and bed and told me a story of how there was once a toddler that was stolen from his family. "Who could do such a thing I asked" I asked, "I've always wanted to be a father" He said ..........

(Ps This was inspired by a story on tik tok)

Not mine, I saw this on google

My parents always told me not to open the basement door but today I got curious. What is the bright ball in the sky and why does it hurt my eyes?

As he walked down the hallways of the castle he thought he was being followed. But that was before he was kidnapped.

If you look away from the window you won’t see it coming but if you watch the window you’ll see it coming.

She wakes up at 3 a.m. To a little child saying

" Come play with me... Mommy"

I was used to the ghosts that haunted my house. Then they left, and She appeared in the oven.

I sat there, and awoke, realizing my hands were chained. And he laughed, as he saw my blood drain.

I woke up to the sound of a child crying, I walked in and there she was. But I have no children.

its not a poem but a haiku:

Eating my soft food

It's so delicious. But wait.

SOMETHING CRUNCHED. *GASP*