The One with Scary Stories in Two Sentences or Less

In between patients sometimes Chris has down time where he finds the most fascinating, albeit random, bits of information, facts, YouTube videos, etcetera. I'll just straight up tell you: I LOVE scary movies and stories. Oh so much. My favorite scary movie is the first Paranormal Activity. 

I couldn't sleep for days after seeing that one. Anyway, Chris found a website where people were asked to think of scary stories in two sentences or less and at first I was like, IMPOSSIBLE! But then he read some of them out loud and I had to check out the website myself because I was indeed getting spooked after just two sentences! These are my fave from the website

http://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/1iwylh/what_is_the_best_horror_story_you_can_come_up/

 "Growing up with cats and dogs, I got used to the sounds of scratching at my door while I slept. Now that I live alone, it is much more unsettling."

My sister says that mommy killed her. Mommy says that I don't have a sister.

Don't be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet but never look up, she hates being seen.

I can't move, breathe, speak or hear and it's so dark all the time. If I knew it would be this lonely, I would have been cremated instead.

There was a picture in my phone of me sleeping. I live alone.

Years ago, a lone chair appeared in the center of the basement, and no matter how many times I put it back in the corner it always found a way back to the center. It took a long time to realize it was positioned underneath the kitchen, almost like someone had taken a seat at the dinner table with the rest of us.

The grinning face stared at me from the darkness beyond my bedroom window. I live on the 14th floor.

She asked why I was breathing so heavily. I wasn't.

Best for last:
***I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy there’s somebody on my bed.”***

Ooooooohhhhheeeeeeeeooooooooo!!!