In the attic, I heard a whisper. It said my name, but no one was there. I ran.
The old house creaked. I turned around. A shadow with no face stared back.
Walking in the forest, a cold hand grabbed my ankle from under the fallen leaves. I dared not look.
A girl heard a whisper in the attic. She went up. Silence.
A man woke up in a cold room. The door was locked. A handprint slowly appeared on the window.
Walking in the forest, I felt a cold breath on my neck. I turned around, but only saw the dark trees.
I was home alone. Heard a knock on the door. Opened it. Nobody was there.
I woke up to find a handprint on the mirror, but I live alone.
I woke up in the middle of the night to see a figure at the foot of my bed. It just stared.
The old mirror in the attic showed a reflection that wasn't mine. Just one glance made my blood run cold.
Well, one possible 'scary two - line story' could be 'I heard a knock on the door at midnight. When I opened it, no one was there but I felt a cold hand on my shoulder.' Another could be 'The old house was empty. As I walked in, I saw a shadow that moved on its own.' And a third one might be 'She walked through the graveyard. Suddenly, a whisper called her name from an unmarked grave.'
I woke up to a cold hand on my face. It wasn't mine.
I opened the basement door. A hand reached out from the darkness and grabbed my ankle.