Question

For everyone that's read my story before this, This is the same horror story from before, but I edited it, and gave it a weird twist ending. Hope you enjoy! :D (A lot of it's different. I suggest you read all the way through again.)

Answer 1

My Horror story

[Backstory] One night I awoke to a strange noise. It was like a cat stuck in a meat grinder. Terrible. I walked over to my window, and peered out at the street below. There were two cats fighting down there. Nothing to worry about. I went back to my bed, and lied down. I stared at the roof, and started drifting off. Before I fell asleep, I heard one of the cats yowl particularly loud, as I fell into an uneasy sleep.

[Story] There was a boy named Tristan that was walking down a dark hallway. He looked bored and dull. Tristan saw someone at the end of the hallway he stumbled into. Tristan walked towards the boy slowly, and realized that the boy’s eyes had no pupils. In those weird, glowing white eyes, there was nothing but sadness. It looked like the boy was either possessed, or watching his own brain. Trisan jumped in fear at this shocking discovery. He had never seen anything like it. He decided to try and touch the boy, just to find out if he was solid, or a figment of his imagination. Tristan reached out his hand ever so slowly and touched the boy on his shoulder. There was an eerie silence after Tristan touched the boy. It was a very unpleasant sensation. The boy’s skin was cold and rough, like sandpaper. “Hey! Hey are you ok? Y-your skin feels rough! I have some lotion if you want some!”, He said to the inanimate boy knowing nothing would happen. For a steady 5 seconds, he sat there, and stared at the boy. Nothing happened. Tristan felt a slight chill tingle down his spine. Something ran across his foot. Tristan looked down to see it was just a rat scurrying away from them as fast as it could. He looked back up at the boy. Tristan was startled to see that the boy’s blank glowing eyes stared at him, with his mouth gaping open. Tristan reached out, and poked the boy sharply in the chest. “Hey! Say something idiot!” To Tristan’s surprise the boy started to scream! Tristan stumbled back and fell onto the ground, and landed on his shoulder. He let out an involuntary yelp of pain as he felt his entire arm start to hurt from the impact of the floor. Tristan’s mind wandered from the pain, back to the scream. This was no ordinary scream, This was a scream that maintained a single note. Tristan got up and covered his ears. He then saw that the boy’s blank eyes Started to glow an eerie scarlet and ooze a black substance. But then as suddenly as the screaming started, It ceased. The boy with the blank eyes closed his mouth, and pointed an accusing finger at Tristan’s chest. Tristan backed away a little bit because the boy’s finger was surprisingly close to his chest, and little sparks were flying out of it. The boy opened his mouth to speak, but what Tristan heard, was NOT the voice of a little boy. The boy spoke in a demented and distorted voice, like a broken record player. “Hello Tristan,” the boy said in his deep crackly voice. “I hope you remember our little experiment!” At first, Tristan was confused, but then the boy pulled out a small battered balloon. Tristan backed away slowly, hot tears running down his face. “No. It can’t be you,” Tristan said in a half emotional, half terrified voice. “Y-You died remember?! YOU DIED DAMNIT!” Tristan turned around and ran off, trying to escape the horrible memory playing, over and over in his head. Tristan tripped, and fell on his knees, while holding the sides of his head, trying to get the memory to stop. Then, the truth finally sank in. This was his best friend named Oliver that he left in a fire 5 years ago. He turned around and looked into Oliver’s blank empty eyes and said, “I’m sorry Oliver. I’m sorry.” After Tristan breathed the last word Oliver began to walk towards him threateningly. Tristan started to back away terrified at the thought of what would happen if Oliver got too close. Oliver screamed at him hysterically, “You’re not sorry! You left me in a damn fire to die! That’s part of the bro code! ‘When a bro is in need, help them out whatever the cost!’ and you broke that! You can’t be sorry!” Tristan shook his head, staring up at Oliver. “Well guess what loser?” Tristan asked Oliver, not knowing what he was really saying. “I never really liked you anyway. You were just a cash machine for me. Someone I could push around because they were so weak. You were never my ‘bro.’ You were just some loser in the group.” Oliver stood there rooted to his spot, and just stared at Tristan. The words he just heard, wouldn’t sink in. “Y-You never…” Oliver didn’t finish the sentence. He walked over to Tristan before he said anything else. Tristan got up quickly to face Oliver. Even though Tristan was a lot bigger than Oliver He was a spirit of raw power. Tristan knew standing up to Oliver now, was suicide. Tristan started to walk backwards as Oliver advanced on him. As Oliver watched his friend back away into a wall he brandished the battered balloon at Tristan, and said, “Time to float.” Tristan Bursts into tears because this was their go to line for the science fair on the same day Oliver died. Their science project was a balloon that could float without using helium. Before they could get their project to the counter someone’s robot exploded and caused a fire. Nobody could escape anywhere because everyone was trying to get out at the same time. Oliver ended up getting stuck under a board from the ceiling that crushed his spine. Tristan saw that the door had a small opening that he could slip though. He looked at Oliver as he cried for help but nobody heard him over the commotion other than Tristan. Tristan looked back at the door and told Oliver, “Hey. At least one of us will make it out of here alive.” and took his chance to escape. Oliver sat there with a sense of no hope in his heart. The fire closed in on him, and finally reached him. He kept trying to call out for help but alas still nobody could hear him, even when he screamed in pain from the fire. In the present Oliver was closing in on Tristan and grabbed him by the neck. He looked at Tristan and Tristan looked back. A big door opened beside Tristan, and darkness started to flood the hallway. Tristan tried to escape Oliver’s grip, but Oliver held him there. “Hey. At least one of us will make it out alive right?” Oliver squeezed as hard as he could and crushed Tristan’s windpipe preventing him from breathing. Oliver dropped Tristan to the ground and watched him slowly suffocate from lack of air. The last things Tristan heard Oliver say were, “I never liked you either… Loser.” Then Oliver walked into the light.

I awoke from the startling ending of that dream. I heard my mom calling me downstairs. I rushed to put everything on and bolted down the stairs to meet my mom. She put her hands on both of my shoulders, and told me in the most gentle voice she could muster with tears streaking down her face. “Oliver? Y-Your friend Tristan? H-He’s dead. Someone crushed his windpipe.” I was shocked. That was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.

Answer 2

WOAHHH NICE STORY !!!! LOVE IT <3

Answer 3

Um kinda long so I didnt read it.....but...im sure its amazing

Answer 4

Great story,if it were a actual book i'd read it

Answer 5

Woah, this one is so much better than the original. You did AMAZING. Seriously, you should become an author one day this is just so good. I was so into this and i couldn't wait to see what happened next. Great job bud! <3

Answer 6

Thank you everyone! :D If you want me to, I can make some more stories!

Answer 7

I really loved this... omg- this was so good... PLEASE make more, im obsessed now lmao

Answer 8

HOLY CRAP DAZZ GOOOD!!!!!! Why did you end it at a good part? Keep goin, the imagery is on an insane level.

Answer 9

I love ittttttttttttttttttt! Write moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! And tell me when you finish moreeeeeeeeeeee! lollll Okayyyyyyyyyyyyy???????????

Answer 10

💖

Answer 11

I love his i need more lol

Answer 12

Wow So scary (haha)

Answer 13

I appreciate everyone's support! I'll make more soon! I promise!

Answer 14

\(\color{#0cbb34}{\text{Originally Posted by}}\) @JammarWalker
HOLY CRAP DAZZ GOOOD!!!!!! Why did you end it at a good part? Keep goin, the imagery is on an insane level.
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I ended it because I'm lazy ;-; I'll make more though. Just for you guys :D

Answer 15

\(\color{#0cbb34}{\text{Originally Posted by}}\) @Downpour17
\(\color{#0cbb34}{\text{Originally Posted by}}\) @JammarWalker
HOLY CRAP DAZZ GOOOD!!!!!! Why did you end it at a good part? Keep goin, the imagery is on an insane level.
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I ended it because I'm lazy ;-; I'll make more though. Just for you guys :D
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Kool

Answer 16

\(\color{#0cbb34}{\text{Originally Posted by}}\) @MiraAngel
I love ittttttttttttttttttt! Write moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! And tell me when you finish moreeeeeeeeeeee! lollll Okayyyyyyyyyyyyy???????????
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Thanks sis! :D I'll let you know! You'll be the first to know when I finish my next story!

Answer 17

I love it u should make more horror story and u are a good writer keep it up

Answer 18

shout out uzi man

Answer 19

\(\color{#0cbb34}{\text{Originally Posted by}}\) @Grandson
shout out uzi man
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No clue what that means, but okay...

Answer 20

woww thats amzingg u really need to make a book

Answer 21

\(\color{#0cbb34}{\text{Originally Posted by}}\) @lizzie777
woww thats amzingg u really need to make a book
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I can try! haha! I dunno if it'll be a very good seller though.

Answer 22

This is cool. I hope you can make better story's n the future. You have the best of luck from me.😑 I am about to fall asleep

Answer 23

Goodnight

Answer 24

Excellent!

Answer 25

#Futurewriter. amazing.

Answer 26

wow

Answer 27

You are awesome lol

Answer 28

\(\color{#0cbb34}{\text{Originally Posted by}}\) @Downpour17
\(\color{#0cbb34}{\text{Originally Posted by}}\) @lizzie777
woww thats amzingg u really need to make a book
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I can try! haha! I dunno if it'll be a very good seller though.
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dont worry its a great story and i know that there will be alot of ppl who would love and buy that bookk! i have faith in youuu!!!