Prom And Other Scary Stories To Keep You Up At Night

Special thanks to Samuel Cole for being the best dad he can be

1: Prom (scary meter 7.5/10) (length meter 8/10) (horror theme: stalker) "Jeremy, I already told you, I'm not interested!" "Oh come on Jessica! I can treat you better than Ethan ever will!" "No! Back away you creep!" "I'm not leaving until you say yes!" "I'm never going to prom with you! Deal with it! No wonder Elsa left you!" I hear the screeching sound of the bell and breathe a sigh of relief. Ever since the prom tickets went on sale, Jeremy has been obsessed with me! But I'll never love him. I walk over to Elsa, who is right by the exit, waving frantically. "Hey Jessica!" She yells, "is Jeremy causing you trouble again?" "We have a winner!" I jokingly exclaim. "Oh my god, every year he picks a new girl to bother! He's had that habit ever since he was ten and Martha dumped him! Hey, if he ever does anything harsh, remember that telling the principal is always an option!" "yeah, Jeremy creeps me out sometimes!" I feel a buzz on my thigh, and pull my phone out. "hey, I just got a text" I say, "it's from..." My heart skips a beat. "Who? Um Jessica? Jessica?" Elsa says, obviously concerned. "It's from Jeremy!" I say. "Jeremy?" "Yeah! He said my dress is cute! How did he get my number?" "This isn't safe Jessica. Let's take the bus today." "Good idea!" I grab her hand as she pulls me onto the bus. I give her a hug before leaving. "Thanks for being such a great best friend, Elsa. I love you!" "You do? H-ho-how much?" "You're my favorite person." The doors close. I head back home and flop onto my bed. I text Jeremy, "how did you get my number?" He responds within 5 seconds. "I love you..." I know I should block him, but curiosity is killing me... He texts me again, "do you love me?" "No! I hate you! You're a pest, a mere spider in my house that I need to get rid of! That's all you are to me!" "A spider? Do you like spidersss?" his addition of multiple S's makes me want to barf, and punch him at the same time but I reply. "Ew!" "I can crawl all over you..." That was enough! I blocked him. Just then I got a call from an unknown number. I picked up the phone. "Hi?" "Hi this is... Ethan..." "Oh! Did Elsa give you my number?" "Yeah! Ummm..." "Yes?" "I was wondering if you... Uh... Wanted to go to prom with me?" "Is this a prank?" "No! I like you, Jessica!" "Of course I'll go to prom with you!" "Mkay, bye!" He hung up. I never had a crush on Ethan, but I've never gone to prom with a date! Nobody will make fun of me anymore now that I got asked out to prom! Someone likes me! I am so happy I can scream! (the next morning.....) I wake up and pack my lunch. When I walk outside, I find flowers and a note on my porch. I picked up the note. "I love you Jessica. You are my everything. You are the reason I get up in the morning and seeing you brings a smile to my face. I just wish you would see me that way!" -Your biggest admirer Wow! Ethan loves me! Someone loves me! If only he knew I didn't feel the same way. But I'm not breaking up with him. Not now. I pick up my backpack and go to school. When I arrive I put the flowers in my locker. When I close the door Ethan is standing there. "Hi Jessica! You look great today." He says. "You look like the best boyfriend any girl could ask for." Those words leave a bad taste in my mouth after I say them, but it's not a lie. He was the best boyfriend, just not for me. "Hopefully yours..." he replies. He leans in to kiss me. He tastes like regret and popularity at the same time. "Hey. Wheres Jeremy?" I ask him. "Oh. He's sick today." "good. He makes me sick." "You make me lovesick." "Oh shut up!" I respond playfully. It makes me want to barf. "I'm free tomorrow..." he says. "Oh, I can't come..." "Why?" He frowns and he furrows his brows. I realize I have to say something quick. "I LEFT THE PIZZA ON MY FLOOR FOR 5 HOURS WHICH IS MAX FLOOR TIME!!! IT SAYS SO ON THE LABEL!!!" "..........What?" "Oh... It's er- special floor pizza..." "Floor pizza?" "Uhhhhh...." The bell rings. I head over to class and see Elsa. I sit in my usual seat right next to her. "OMG! Spill the tea, girlie! Did any cuties ask you to prom?" I ask excitedly. She frowns and puts down her worksheet. "Nobody likes me." "Oh... I'm sorry Elsa. Are there any guys you're interested in?" "No. I don't even think I like boys at all really. I like-" she pauses. Ethan looks at me. "Hey Jessica! What's up?" He says eagerly. "Oh I was talking to Elsa." "No... It's fine..." But her face says otherwise. I slip Ethan a note. It reads: "can you switch seats? I want to sit next to you. (;" He nods at me and walks towards me. The boy next to me turns bright red. He yells at Ethan. "Hey! What are you doing?" "Oh I was wondering if we could swap seats." "No way, punk! Why do you want to swap seats?" "My girlfriend is-" "why do you assume that you're the only one interested in girls?" "I didn't say that!" "You said it with your eyes." "What the hell man!" Elsa gives Ethan a fake smile. "It's ok... You can sit in my seat..." She says with fake joy, but I can see her bloodshot eyes with tears in them. Ethan swaps seats with her. After the lesson... After the lesson, Ms. Clark says "stay after class. I need some help from you." So I stay after the lesson. "Am I in trouble?" I ask. "No! Oh heavens no! You're our model student!" She replies. "I want you to grab some cleaning supplies from the janitors closet. Here's a hall pass." She hands me a slip of paper. "Why me? You're a teacher!" I ask. "I stole the janitors cookies once from the closet. I haven't been allowed inside since!" She replies. I grab my backpack and head over to the janitors closet. I've never seen it before! I open the door. No. No. No. No. NO. IT CANT BE. NO. NOOOOO. I fall onto my knees. I dial 911. I tell them a 13 year old boy named Ethan has died in my school. I told them the truth. All of it. They say they will come in 5 minutes tops. I run away. I can't risk anyone thinking I killed him. I'D NEVER DO THIS! Then a thought comes to my brain. I take one more look at Ethan's dead body. If Ethan is dead... Who was the boy who gave me the note? Who was I talking to 3 minutes ago? I see "Ethan" walking down the hall. He puts something in his pocket. I can't make it out but it's black... And a horrible thought comes to my mind. "Who a- are you?" I ask. My voice trembles. Elsa comes over and holds my shoulder. "Jessica? W- what happened in that closet?" She asks. "Ethan is dead. Go away." I tell her firmly. "Who is he?" She asks. "Go away." I say more firmly. Then I turn to "Ethan". "Nice cosplay...." I tell him. "Thanks... You love me... You kissed me... You called me your boyfriend... I knew you'd come around." He says. "I don't love you. Sicko... I didn't like you as Ethan either... I NEVER WILL!" I scream. "Girls. Your gonna die. Don't you know I KILLED ETHAN!" He responds. My stomach feels sick... Elsa looks at me. "I love you. you're the best friend I have ever had." I say to her. "I love you too. But... But not in that way!" She responds. I just have one more thing to clear up. "Did you-" "I wrote the note." I wrap my arms around her and kiss her. Fake Ethan looks me in the eye. "It's Jeremy. Idiot." I feel the hard metal kiss of the bullet. It goes through me and then hits Elsa in the crossfire. We were Juliet and Juliet. Two innocent souls... Bound together by love, but torn apart by Jeremy... THE END 2: Detective (scary meter 7/10) (length meter 5/10) (horror theme: mystery) My name is Sally. I'm a world famous detective. But there's a case I can't crack. I'm at a mall in Chicago, Illinois. My assistant, Grim, said that all the employees of one of the shops probably killed the 3 victims, George, Jennifer, and Chloe as there are many wounds on them. It would have taken a lot of time for one person to do that. I'll play along with it. After all, i'm not getting paid to complain. But I have another idea. A crime of anger, 1 person with a knife that was heartless, so they wanted to rip the hearts out of their victims. But Grim is more heartless than that person. His mouth is silent but he choked my boyfriend last night until my boyfriends mouth was breathless. Grim thought he could hide, but I caught him in the act. I think he's going to be another victim when night falls. I have a sneaking suspicion that the murderer wants to kill him off. Maybe with a gun... No. A blade. Justice is best served deep inside of someones skin. After all, the attacker is vicious. "Grim." I say. "What?" "What is right... What was your business with my boyfriend..." "what do you mean?" I can see sweat droplets form on him, dripping slowly like blood. "I guess I should say ex-boyfriend..." I say, and his cheeks turn red like blood that he bleeds tonight "What do you mean?" He responds. "He's rotting in the grave..." I reply. "No... He's not! Where did you get this silly misinformation....?" "I love it when you're scared... The murderer is going to kill you... Tonight." I smile. "The murderer? It would be a dumb idea on the murderers part to stay here when there is detectives! And besides, they closed the mall for us! No criminals are here! So unless the murderer is an idiot, i'm not dying tonight." "Take. That. Back. It's not polite to insult your coworkers..." I stab him ten times, then throw him in the closet with my other victims, George, Jennifer, and Chloe... It brings a smile to my face. I lay his body right on top of my horrible boyfriends body, and then go home to hire a new detective. And hug my 3 children. THE END (If you liked that story, check out the video game, "tangle tower" I was inspired by that game.) 3: the demon (scary meter 6/10) (length meter 6/10) (horror theme: psychological) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG I'M GONNA DIE THIS TIME I REALLY REALLY AM GOING TO DIE I'M ACSENDING GOODBYE WORLD GOODBYE WORLD GOODBYE WO- "Are you ok? Wake up! Wake up!" I blink my eyes open and see the love of my life, Carmen. Shes standing at the foot of my bed. I've had constant dreams where my body is in agony and I can't control it. In those dreams I kill my family and friends, and I can't control it. And I feel like I'm being burned alive. I stay up until 1:00 sometimes, and the only way I can wake up is if Carmen wakes me up. I feel like i'm possessed sometimes when I go to sleep and that the demon in my dreams is going to become a reality. "C-Carmen?" I say. "What happened? You're so lazy sometimes! heh. Get to work!" I can't get up. "I can't get up!" I say. "Ha! You're so silly." She responds. "Do you have sleep paralysis?" She asks. "Yeah..." I respond. Then it hits me. The pain. Suffering. I attempt to tell her about my recurring dreams but instead I feel the urge to say: "It's time to die Carmen. This is the last time I'll let you talk down to me. Say goodbye to your family. The end is now." The demon says to Carmen. It's talking through me! God, I must still be dreaming. But I can't wake up this time. Is this real? There's a knife on my bedside table. Where did I get it? I reach for it but then snap out of it. Carmen starts crying. "No! Don't cry. I was just joking! Carmen?" I say to her. She runs away and slams the door. The demon takes control again. The demon makes me pick up my journal and my hand starts writing. The demon writes a new entry. "James. You're going to kill Carmen. When you're done, you won't be able to wake up anymore and we can be together forever... Forever... Forever... (:" The demon makes me pick up the knife and walk towards Carmen. She screams and then says, "James. Why are you doing this? I loved you." For a second I snap back and say, "You love me? I love you. I'd never do this. My sweet caramel. But Carmen! I can't control myself. I wish we could be together but that's not in the cards..." I say. The demon stabs her in the heart. A single tear drops from her eye. "How could you? I don't understand. But I guess if you want to play it that way... I'll return the favor." She pulls the knife out of her and stabs me with it. I lean in to kiss her, but she shoves me to the ground. THE END 4: unspeakable... Oops! Aaah! (scary meter: 6/10) (length meter: 3/10) (horror theme: unspeakable) My name is Claire and I've never had many family members. They died to ;I'm not going to say it; the monster. I'm lucky enough to have never seen him. He's so fast to eliminate his prey it's like he's not there. But he is! He killed my mom and my dad. I am 12 but I live alone. One night when I was 10, my mother knocked on my door one night. I opened the door and she sat on my bed. She said, "Claire! Did you see the news?" I was a little confused. "No? I'm only ten years old, I don't watch the news!" "Right, well there's a serial killer going around that kills you if you say his name." "Well what's his name? Oh... Never mind..." "No, it's important for you to know these things." "No! Don't do it mom!" "His name is literally unspeakable. Oh. Wait. WAIT!!!" I saw flashes of blood and shiny metal reflecting off the killer's knife. I also heard my mom screaming, "Claire! I love you! Be a successful woman! I'm sorry that I can't pay for your wedding! CLAIRE!!!" I said, "goodbye. Say hi to God." But she wasn't alive to hear it. On my eleventh birthday, my dad was drinking iced coffee, my favorite drink, with me and my grandparents. We were giving toasts. He yelled, "here's to Claire avoiding unspeakable for another year!" Everyone then clinked glasses and my grandfather said, "he's right. The unspeakable is the worst... Oh God. I love you Claire!" My grandmother said, "oh no! He's going to die an unspeakable death!" And in 5 seconds, everyone in the room was dead. Lets fast forward to now. I'm waiting for my therapy session to begin. Oh, I just heard my name called. My therapist is asking me how my family died. I told them about what happened! I even gave them the killer's name. THE END 5: a rushed title (voiced by me instead because Eliza passed away) He's going to kill me. Please. I'm begging him to let me finish my short stories book first. He said no. Goodbye guys help me help me I ca