Two (and one) Sentence Horror Stories

[quillsshadow]

Ten original bits of horror.

It's a lie that they only eat brains. The ones I've been feeding don't care which part of the body they get, as long as it's the right species.

The view from the window is perfectly clear, even though it's dark outside. ...Didn't I used to have a reflection?

Of course photographs don't trap part of your soul, she laughed. If they did, I wouldn't show up in them at all.

Ignore the faces in the walls. It's not like they have teeth.

The shooting stars were beautiful... until the first one landed.

Couldn't you get a better song stuck in your head? Oh well, I suppose I should be grateful it's not out loud...

Her brother would do anything for her. Except stop.

So maybe second-hand kitchen equipment wasn't the best idea. But seriously, why does everything taste like pork?*

*Apparently, human flesh tastes very similar to pigmeat.

Don't you hate those moments when your reflection goes out of sync?

I think the sound of clocks ticking makes the house feel much less empty. I just wish I knew where it was coming from, and why it's getting louder every day...