/u/ReallyBuffHamster's posts in /r/TwoSentenceHorror

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The scariest part of being buried alive isn't waking up to the sound of dirt hitting the top of the coffin, but the sound of gentle knocking coming from the bottom.

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Late one night, when I was a small child, a strange man came to my window and tried to get my attention.

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In the span of 5 hours, they've fought, cried, yelled, held each other tight, and eventually decided to give their love another chance.

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With my deranged captor now dead, I finally escaped alive into the forest, albeit bloodied and hobbled.

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The clock counts down to zero, the big ball drops, confetti fills the air, and Times Square goes wild.

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My son loves catching lightning bugs, so I thought it was cute when he said there was a bright one outside his window the last few nights.

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I've had the same vivid nightmare since I was a kid, I'm on a ship and it starts to sink.

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He couldn't help but shed a tear as he came upon a miracle of nature in the forest: A deer in the process of birthing a fawn.

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The sound of nails being hammered woke me, and when I opened my eyes I saw nothing but darkness.

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As we laid sunburned and exhausted under the shade of the pines, I remember thinking there was no worse sound than that of your child crying from hunger.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
The scariest part of being buried alive isn't waking up to the sound of dirt hitting the top of the coffin, but the sound of gentle knocking coming from the bottom.	55
Late one night, when I was a small child, a strange man came to my window and tried to get my attention.	54
In the span of 5 hours, they've fought, cried, yelled, held each other tight, and eventually decided to give their love another chance.	51
With my deranged captor now dead, I finally escaped alive into the forest, albeit bloodied and hobbled.	47
The clock counts down to zero, the big ball drops, confetti fills the air, and Times Square goes wild.	47
My son loves catching lightning bugs, so I thought it was cute when he said there was a bright one outside his window the last few nights.	44
I've had the same vivid nightmare since I was a kid, I'm on a ship and it starts to sink.	44
He couldn't help but shed a tear as he came upon a miracle of nature in the forest: A deer in the process of birthing a fawn.	39
The sound of nails being hammered woke me, and when I opened my eyes I saw nothing but darkness.	29
As we laid sunburned and exhausted under the shade of the pines, I remember thinking there was no worse sound than that of your child crying from hunger.	27