Horror stories

The Dead Beating Heart

I cried as I buried the body I killed. My first murder. I wonder how many will follow, dead by my own hands. It was raining and fog settled in the air. It was a perfect night for a murderer. As I walked home, eyes still puffy with tears, I heard footsteps behind. I turned around and looked, but saw nothing. My phone went off, breaking the silence the night was providing.

I put the phone to my ear and asked, "Hello? Who is this?" The answer made my heart go cold and the phone dropped to the ground. It was the girl I killed.

She said, "You killed me. Now it's your turn."

I ran and ran, but still couldn't get away from the guilt. I remembered the happiness I felt as I stabbed the girl and tore out her heart, feeling its one last THUMP, then horror at what I had done. I couldn't bear it. I stopped running home and ran to the graveyard.

When I got there, I heard a loud THUMP behind me. Slowly I turned, scared at what I would see. It was her. In one hand she held the knife I used to kill her. In the other, it was her heart, still beating. I screamed and it all faded away as she stabbed me in the heart.

I was found the next day, holding my heart in my hand, my mouth open in a permanent scream. Next to me was the girl I killed. Holding her heart in one of her hands, the knife in the other. She was kneeling next to me, revenge still stuck in her soulless eyes.

She is here with me now. Smiling and still holding the knife in her hand. I'm stuck in Hell, and she's my punishment.

The True Story of Raggedy Ann

Raggedy Ann was a real girl once. Her real name was Ann, but village children called her Raggedy Ann due to the fact that she wore poorly fashioned clothes. One day, Ann got severely sick, causing her to turn as pale as snow. The day afterwards she died.

Her mom was devastated. She took Ann to a witch and asked to help her daughter. No one knows what happened for sure, but Raggedy Ann came out of the witch's hut. Her mom was never seen again. She went back to village to play, but not the way you expect. She went to the children who were mean to her and while they were in bed, she killed them.

One boy was found holding his severed head in his hands. Another child had her throat slit ear to ear. Nobody knew who was doing it or why. Less and less children populated the village. People who still had children were going to move away. Sadness and fear overwhelmed the village. Everyone was taking caution, which lured Raggedy Ann to her final death.

She went to kill the boy who was meanest to her. She wanted him to suffer before he died. What she didn't know is that he sleeps with his parents, and that his dad kept a pistol next to his bed. Holding wicked looking carving knife, she dropped through the window with a light thud. As she was about to carve her name into his stomach, his father woke up.

When his dad saw Raggedy Ann, he quickly grabbed his pistol and shot her twice in the head. She died instantly. This time the boy was devastated. The day afterward, the boy wrote a short note and shot himself in the head. He actually had loved Raggedy Ann. In his note, he said he wished that he and Ann be turned into dolls and to be together forever. The boy's name was Andy. Now known as Raggedy Andy.

The Thing in the Woods

Seth had went to the woods in the middle of the night. It was hunting season and he wanted to kill some animals to bring home as a surprise to his family. He had also brought a flashlight because the moon was hidden behind the darkness of space. He looked and looked but no deers, rabbits, or even bears presented themselves to Seth. The night was silent and unmoving. The night air turned into a harsh wind, freezing Seth to the bone.

Just as he started to go back home, something made the nearby bush tremble. He didn't think, just acted. He dived at the bush, ready to kill whatever had made it rustle. Nothing was there. Sighing, he turned and walked back home. All of a sudden he felt the cold touch of medal against his back and he fell unconscious, never to wake again.

A horrible scream penetrated the forest. A search party followed the source of the screams. There was Seth, a vine tied around his neck. His body swayed in the cold wind. He had buttons sewn in where his eyes should have been. A message was carved into his stomach, seeping blood like a fresh wound. The message said "I'm watching, always watching." The most horrifying is that even though his chest didn't move and his heart didn't beat, his mouth was wide open. Still screaming.