Write a two sentence horror story below and let us know what genre you like to write about most.

I get woke up every morning by a dog licking my face.

I don't have a dog, I live next to a pet cemetery.

My wife's snoring has always been terrible.

It's gotten worse since she died.

I probably open and close the freezer door too often, but I think it's important to spend time with family.

If at first you don't succeed, skydiving is not for you.

Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.

Step into the pitch of dark, in the distant hear demons bark.

Listen to the sound of the evil growl, the hounds of hell are on the prowl.

Burning from the depths of hell, you are moving closer to the yell.

It's so rude the way I keep finding a lit cigarette burning in the ashtray.

I live alone, and I don't smoke.

Sitting on the path of hell, in the midnight hour hear the raven yell.

Burning from the depths of hell, you are moving closer to the yell.

Deep inside your darkest dream, you can hear the voices of people scream.

Don't you hate it when you're trying to shave in the morning and all those people in the mirror keep getting in the way.

Haha, that was good!!

Is this even a challenge? It's too easy.

I don't know, I'm having trouble

Ugh, those loud, lewd and rude idiots upstairs are at it again! Already complained to the landlord I couldn't sleep and was late for work on account of their crazy racket -- he just laughed and said I shoulda paid him the extra thousand gold for a properly sound-proofed crypt.

The window washer is always staring at me like a creep when I eat lunch at my desk.

I told the building manager, but he said we haven't had a window washer since the last guy slipped and fell to his death.

Friends are forever.

Especially when you keep them vacuum sealed in the freezer.

I keep getting a Friends request from a buddy I knew in High School.

He died 25 years ago.

I have an old pager I popped a fresh battery in to see what would happen.

It immediately beeped and displayed the number to the city morgue.

Grandma likes to sit in her rocking chair on the porch.
We keep telling Grandpa to put her back in the cemetery, but he's so stubborn.

The pigs next door have been active lately. We haven't seen the farmer's wife in a week.

I love getting Uber Eats

But the last 2 drivers were stringy

*Thanks Wolf for helping me with that one*

Fido loves to play with little Timmy.

We can't seem to bury his bones deep enough.

A man was walking in the distance. It was a dead end.

I look out the window and see no one sitting in the deck chair. They look in the window and see no one sitting in my chair.

So here I am, minding my own business, when this bat-poo crazy Karen jumps outta nowhere and starts yelling: "Go back to Transylvania!" in my face. Witch, please -- I was born bred and bitten in New York.

My boss is always yelling at me because the inventory keeps disappearing.

I work at the morgue.

The neighbors are always yelling and making such a fuss.

I should start buying the soundproof caskets.

I send the document to the printer. Nothing prints out.

I send the document to the printer. Nothing prints out.

This happens to me all the time. Paper tray is empty lol cause I'm the only one who bothers to add paper. As soon as you fill it, a hundred pages start printing out, but none are yours

I shut/locked the bedroom door and fell asleep. When I woke the door was open.

Barbarian (2022) movie LOL! That scene where she locks the bedroom door only to hear the door opening at night, that scene is in the trailer actually. Don't watch the whole trailer, it spoils the movie.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dr89pmKrqkI

::sigh:: "No Trick-or-Treaters again this year; I wonder why they don't come."

::hiss:: "Dude," ::hiss:: "you live in a sarcophagusssss."

A perfect Bloody Mary -- no, wait, I think her name was Delores. At any rate she won't be abusing students any more.

You're trying to relax as you drive down the interstate, wistfully day dreaming of anticipated plans for the evening.

But the brat in the trunk won't stop screaming.

"Thu-Thu! Baby, I can explain ..."

"How could you ... with that, that skinny bleached blonde mortal BIMBO ... for Great Azathoth's sake, Howard, she doesn't even have tentacles!!!"

CHMedia posted at 9:53 AM Thu, 19 October 2023 - #4476520

I send the document to the printer. Nothing prints out.

This happens to me all the time. Paper tray is empty lol cause I'm the only one who bothers to add paper. As soon as you fill it, a hundred pages start printing out, but none are yours

I look through the window and see that I have locked the keys in the car again. I don't own a car.

My daughter likes to bring me breakfast in bed.

But I hate when it's still wiggling.

"Crazy Karen's boyfriend hit you with a holy water grenade while you were writing her up for public nuisance drunk & disorderly and you're NOT a smoking mess on the sidewalk ... what are you, Super Vamp?!"

"Nope," :: big fanged grin while cuffing perp:: "just Pastafarian."

My kids are always complaining about the annual family vacation.

So, I told them if they're good, I'll let them out of trunk this year.

I just love Halloween -- it's the one night of the year my neighbours don't run screaming about like raving loons if I happen to forget about glamour spells while taking the pups out for walkies in the park. Sheesh, you'd think they'd never seen hell hounds before!

My mom says I should never open the shed door.

So, I sit on my chair and wonder what's outside.

I used to take my friends outside to play.

Until the Funeral Home called the police.

I know Santa Claus is real.

I got four of them in the basement.

My friends sure do like to play tag.

They run every time they see me.

After a long, hard day the only thing on my mind is sleep. But that idiot wanna-be necromancer downstairs keeps waking me up. 

Department physical's coming up and I've just got to watch my weight or they'll put me back on Doctor D's Diet Elixir. I hate that slop ... skim blood tastes awful. 

Mom said cigarettes were coffin nails, boy was she wrong.

They used real nails to make sure I didn't get out.

Hey, if you're ever in my neck of the woods, dig me up.

I'm the second grave from the left.

Dear Diary: That dreamy dish I saw on my ride through the woods happens to be the new schoolteacher. Sure, he's got a funny name and he could use a good meal or ten but he's just my type, gonna ask him out to the Halloween dance ... just as soon as I find my head.

I dropped my phone. The screen smashed.