SHORT SCARY STORIES

1.Best friend, back-to-back.

Once upon a time, there were two best friends who were like sisters in a certain school. They lived in the same dormitory, one sleeping on the bottom bunk and the other on the top bunk. They were always together and never apart. During the summer vacation, they decided to stay at school and study together.

One day, the girl on the bottom bunk said to the girl on the top bunk, "I need to go out alone for a moment. I'll be back soon. Study diligently in the dormitory, okay!" After saying that, she went out. As time passed, the clock struck 10 pm, and the girl had not returned. The girl on the top bunk became worried and went out to look for her, but she couldn't find her best friend anywhere.

At midnight, the girl received a phone call. It was a call from her best friend. "Best friend, back-to-back, back-to-back, it feels so warm... click," and the call ended. The girl tried to call back but couldn't find the record of the previous call. The next day, her best friend still hadn't returned. The girl was extremely worried, wondering if something had happened to her friend. She stayed awake all night, scared and unable to sleep.

On the third day, her best friend was still missing. The girl had almost lost hope. She felt scared and worried, her body devoid of strength. She lay down on the bottom bunk. Suddenly, she felt something dripping onto her face. When she looked, she saw that her best friend had been nailed under her own bed, with wide-open eyes staring directly at her. The liquid dripping onto her face was her best friend's blood.

Just then, the telephone rang. Frightened, she dropped the phone on the floor, but the call connected by itself. From the phone, she could hear her best friend's voice repeating, "Back-to-back, back-to-back, it feels so warm...".

2.Imitation

For safety reasons, I lived with my child in an underground apartment located in the deserted wilderness. Whenever I went out to hunt, I made sure the door was locked. Returning with my catch, I knocked on the door. Startled, my child inside asked, "Who is it?" "It's me," I replied, taking out the key to unlock the door. "Who is it? Who is it? Who is it? Who is it..." My hand froze in mid-air. Their greatest skill was imitation, mimicking the voice of the victim, luring the next victim.

3.Phone

Over the weekend, a girl made plans to go see a movie with her classmates. She called the first girl's home, but a man answered and said, "You've got the wrong number." She double-checked, but she dialed correctly! Could this girl have moved? She called the second girl, but once again, a man answered and said, "You've got the wrong number." She was very surprised and called the third girl, only to have a man answer once again and say, "You've got the wrong number." She was taken aback because she felt that these three men were the same person.

4.Red Clothes

That was a female dormitory in a foreign language school. Late at night, there would often be a woman wearing a red dress who came knocking on doors to sell something. It was unclear how she managed to evade the security checks downstairs. Every night, she would go from room to room, knocking and asking if anyone wanted a red dress. The girls, annoyed by the disturbance, would shout back and refuse her. This went on for several nights.

One night, the woman came again. Knock! Knock! This time, the door opened, and a girl rushed out, yelling at her, "I want all your red dresses! How much?" The woman smiled, turned around, and left without giving her any red dress. That night, everyone slept soundly, and no one came knocking on their doors again.

The next day, everyone in the dormitory woke up except for the girl who had shouted at the woman in the red dress. Her classmates lifted her blanket, and to their horror, they saw that her entire body was covered in red. The skin on her upper body had been peeled off, and blood flowed profusely. It looked as if she was wearing a red dress.

5.Nightmare

There was a person who entered a prison where the beds were stacked on top of each other. Strangely, the person on the top bunk seemed to be mute and never spoke. From the first day in prison, this person began having frequent nightmares, and the contents of the dreams were always the same. They dreamed of walking in a dark alley where a woman in a red dress killed a child. The person wanted to scream for help, but their throat couldn't produce any sound, and they couldn't move their feet. In less than a month, this person was tormented to the point of unbearable suffering.

One night, instead of sleeping, this person kept their eyes wide open and stayed alert. In the middle of the night, they suddenly heard the person on the top bunk speaking. The voice was deep and sounded like sleep talking or storytelling. They listened carefully for a while and felt a chill down their spine. "You are walking in a pitch-black alley. The surrounding light is dim. You see a woman in a red dress. She raises a knife and kills a child..."