Share a 1 line scary story.

I'll share one. 'I woke up in the middle of the night. There was a figure at the foot of my bed, grinning with no eyes.'

I looked in the mirror, but my reflection had a sinister smile that wasn't mine.

Walking in the forest, I heard a whisper behind me. I turned, but saw only trees. Then the whisper came again, closer.

There might be a story of a cursed object. A girl found an old locket in an antique store. After she put it on, she started having nightmares of a shadowy figure. Everywhere she went, she felt a cold presence. She finally threw the locket into a river, and the nightmares stopped.

One: The old house creaked. I turned, and a shadowy figure stared from the corner. Another: Alone in the forest, a whisper said my name. I ran, but it followed in the wind.

I heard a knock at the door. I opened it, but no one was there, yet the knocking continued.

I opened the attic door. A cold hand reached out from the darkness and grabbed my wrist.

I heard my name whispered in the empty hallway. When I turned, there was only darkness.

My phone showed a photo of me sleeping, but I live alone. Who took it?

The old mirror in the attic showed a reflection that wasn't mine. Just one glance made my blood run cold.