Two Line Horror Stories

I found this genre of flash horror on Reddit a couple of months back. I’ve been obsessed with it ever since. Here are a few I came up with:

 

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The hard part wasn’t pressing the button detonating the bomb. The hard part was living as five separate pieces for a second till each slowly became lifeless.

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I scream at my wife every night, urging her to lock the doors. If only she had listened a year back, I’d still be alive.

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I don’t know what feels bad, the fact that I helped my mate commit suicide, or the fact that I ignored his dangling feet thrashing around, as he begged me to stop in his final moments.

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She was walking in an empty corridor when she heard the footsteps growing louder. “It doesn’t matter which way you look dear. There’s a mirror at the end ”

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They’re picky with their food, the monsters under your bed. They’re particularly fond of toes, especially the well covered ones.

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I felt him entering me slowly, without bothering to ask for permission. If only he knew I was alive in the grave, decomposing with every touch.

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The meat was so tender, I asked for another helping. “Sorry, we’re out of kittens” said the voice from the kitchen.

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“Why are we having a gas bath, with no water?” asked the Jewish child. “They say it will make us cleaner” replied his father, as tears started flowing from his eyes.

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 He stabbed me eight times before shoving me aside, a bloody mess. Just as I had started enjoying myself.

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There’s nothing scarier than knowing we live in a world where life doubts the existence of a life-giver.

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This soup is delicious. What’s the secret ingredient?

“You’ll find out soon enough”, she said and threw her untouched bowl down the drain.

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4 responses to “Two Line Horror Stories

  1. Follow @VeryShortStory on Twitter. He’s brilliant. You’ll love that. Enthralling flash horror fiction.

  2. Jewel Quadros

    go check out tiny terrible tales on instagram!

  3. Awesome!!!! better than some I have read searching for more

  4. Hilariously Horrifying!!!! You are Literature genius.
    NS

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