Tell me a Bronycon horror story.

One horror story could be about long lines and overcrowding at BronyCon. People were pushed and shoved, and it was really uncomfortable. Some folks missed out on events they were excited for because they couldn't get through the crowds in time.

One element could be lost items, like in the story of the lost plushie. It creates a sense of panic and loss. Another is the idea of the unknown in the convention space. For example, if there are areas that are not well - lit or not fully explored, it can give rise to spooky feelings. Also, bad social interactions can be a part of it, such as being bullied or excluded by other bronies which can turn a fun convention experience into a horror - like situation.

The layout of BronyCon was also a problem in some horror stories. Some areas were not clearly marked, so people got lost trying to find their favorite events or booths. There were also not enough signs indicating things like restrooms, exits, and food areas. It was really frustrating for the attendees, especially those new to the convention.

One 1920 horror story could be about a haunted mansion. In 1920, there was a large, old mansion on the outskirts of a small town. A young couple moved in, ignoring the rumors. At night, they heard strange noises, like whispers and creaking floors. The wife would see a shadowy figure in the hallway. As they explored, they found a locked room in the attic. When they finally opened it, a cold wind blew out, and they saw old portraits with eyes that seemed to follow them. Terrified, they fled the mansion and never returned.

There was a haunted forest where people often got lost. A hiker named Tom ventured into it. As he walked deeper, the trees seemed to close in on him. He heard whispers that sounded like they were coming from the trees themselves. Then, he saw a figure in a white dress floating among the trees. Tom was so scared that he dropped his backpack and ran in the opposite direction. He didn't stop until he was out of the forest, but he could still feel the eyes of the figure on his back.

There was a small village haunted by a vengeful spirit. Every night, people would hear a blood - curdling scream. A traveler passing through the village decided to stay in an old inn. During the night, he woke up to a strange scratching sound on his window. When he looked outside, he saw a pale face with long black hair staring at him. The face started to melt into the window, and the traveler felt a cold hand grab his ankle. He quickly grabbed his things and ran out of the inn, never looking back.

Once upon a time, there was an old, abandoned mansion on the outskirts of town. A group of curious teenagers decided to explore it one night. As they entered, the door slammed shut behind them. They heard strange whispers and creaking sounds. In one of the rooms, they saw a figure in the corner. When they got closer, it vanished. Then, one by one, they started to disappear. Only one girl managed to escape, but she was never the same again, haunted by the memories of that night.

Once upon a time, in a small town there was a strange place called 'Ican'. At night, people would hear eerie whispers coming from there. One brave soul, Jack, decided to investigate. As he entered the old, dilapidated building at 'Ican', he felt a cold breeze. Suddenly, the door slammed shut behind him. He saw shadowy figures moving in the dark. Jack tried to run but it was as if the place was playing tricks on him, making him go in circles. In the end, he never came out and the whispers at 'Ican' only grew louder.

Well, in a pimple horror story, a boy woke up one morning to find a cluster of angry - looking pimples on his forehead. As the day went on, they seemed to multiply. He was so embarrassed that he didn't want to go to school. His skin felt itchy and irritated, and no matter how much he washed his face, those pimples just wouldn't go away. It was a nightmare for him.

One night, a young girl was walking alone in the forest. The moon was hidden by thick clouds, and the only sound was the rustling of leaves. Suddenly, she heard a low growl coming from the bushes. Her heart raced as she tried to run, but she felt as if something was holding her back. She turned around and saw a pair of glowing eyes. It was a large, black wolf, its teeth bared. Just as it was about to pounce, she woke up, realizing it was all a nightmare.