What are the scariest '2 sentance scary stories' you know?

I opened the attic door. A figure in white rushed towards me. I slammed the door shut, heart pounding.

I find this sentence horrifying: 'I heard my name whispered in an empty house.' It makes you wonder who or what could be in that empty house to whisper your name. Is it a ghost? A malevolent spirit? There are so many unknowns and that's what makes it so scary.

One of the scariest is 'My reflection smiled at me, but I wasn't.' It's terrifying because our reflection is supposed to be an exact copy of us. When it does something on its own, like smiling when we're not, it completely defies our understanding of how things should be. It makes us question our own reality and what might be lurking in the mirror.

A well - known prison scary story involves a prisoner who was wrongly accused and hanged. His ghost is said to haunt the prison yard where he was executed. Guards and inmates alike have reported seeing a figure in the shape of a man swinging from an invisible noose.

Well, 'I opened the old book. Faces stared out. Their screams filled my head.' It's short but very effective in creating a creepy image of a haunted book with faces that seem to have a life of their own and are able to project their screams into your mind.

There was a neighbor who always wore a long black coat. He would walk around the neighborhood at midnight. One time, a neighbor's dog barked at him and then suddenly died. People started to believe that the man in the black coat was cursed or something even scarier.

One night, I heard scratching at my window. I peeked out and saw a faceless figure. It vanished when I blinked.

I was home alone. When I looked in the mirror, there was someone else's face staring back at me.

One scary story is about the Battle of Stalingrad. The city became a hellish landscape. Soldiers fought in the rubble, and civilians were trapped. There was a constant fear of being shot, bombed, or starving. It was a battle of attrition where the survival rate was extremely low, and the cold added to the horror, freezing the bodies of the fallen.

One night, I heard a strange scratching at my window. I peeked through the curtain and saw a pair of glowing eyes staring back at me.