Tell me a 300 - word scary story.

Once upon a time, in an old, abandoned house, a girl heard strange noises at night. She saw a shadow moving. As she hid under the bed, cold fingers touched her ankle. It was a ghost of a former resident, angry at her intrusion. She ran out, never to return to that haunted place again.

There was an old, abandoned house on the outskirts of town. People said it was haunted. One night, a curious young girl named Lily decided to explore it. As she entered, the door creaked shut behind her. The air was cold and stale. She walked through the dusty hallways, her footsteps echoing ominously. In one of the rooms, she saw a rocking chair moving by itself. Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed her shoulder. She screamed but no one could hear her. Then she saw a figure in the corner, its eyes glowing red. She ran as fast as she could, but the house seemed to have no end. Every turn led her to more terrifying sights. Just when she thought she was going to die, she found a small window and managed to squeeze through it. Since then, she never dared to go near that place again.

Dark, silent, death.

In a small, quiet village, there was an old well. Legend had it that a witch had been thrown into it centuries ago. One day, a curious child, Lily, peered into the well. She saw a face looking back at her, a face with hollow eyes and a menacing grin. That night, she heard scratching at her window. When she looked out, she saw a figure in a tattered black cloak, standing by the well. Lily tried to tell her parents, but they thought it was just a nightmare. The next day, she found strange marks on her body, like fingerprints but cold as ice. The figure started to appear more often, getting closer to her each time. She knew she was in danger from the vengeful spirit of the witch that still haunted the well.

Once upon a time, in a small, desolate town, there was an old, abandoned mansion on the outskirts. People said it was haunted. One night, a young girl named Lily, driven by curiosity, decided to explore it. As she entered the creaky front door, a cold wind blew through the halls. The rooms were filled with dusty furniture and cobwebs. Suddenly, she heard a faint whisper, 'Leave...' But she ignored it. She climbed the rickety stairs. In one of the rooms upstairs, she saw a figure in the mirror, but when she turned around, there was nothing. As she continued to explore, the doors started to slam shut on their own. She ran towards the exit, but the way was blocked by an invisible force. Now, trapped in the haunted mansion, she could only wait in terror for whatever was to come.

Eyes watch always. It makes one feel that there is something constantly observing, which can be very unnerving. It might be a malevolent spirit or some unknown entity, and this feeling of being watched is a classic element in scary stories.

Footsteps. Alone. Dark hallway.

Darkness swallowed my flashlight. In this 6 - word scary story, the concept of darkness being so overpowering that it can 'swallow' a source of light is very frightening. Darkness often represents the unknown and danger in horror. When your flashlight, which is your only means of seeing in the dark, is suddenly rendered useless, you are left vulnerable and at the mercy of whatever lurks in the blackness.

There was an abandoned asylum that had a reputation for being extremely haunted. A journalist named Jack decided to do a story on it. He entered the asylum with his camera. The moment he stepped in, he smelled a strange odor, a mix of decay and something more sinister. The hallways were lined with old patient rooms. As he walked, he heard whispers that seemed to be coming from the walls. In one of the rooms, he saw a figure lying on the bed. When he got closer, he realized it was just a pile of old rags. But then, the rags started to move and form a shape. Jack quickly backed away. He heard a loud bang from behind him. Turning around, he saw a door slamming shut. He tried to open it, but it was locked. He then heard footsteps approaching. Jack ran down the hall, trying every door he could find. But all the doors were locked. He was trapped in the asylum with whatever was chasing him.

Dark. Alone. Haunted.