10 short but very scary bedtime stories

If you need to work at night and coffee is no longer working, read these stories. Cheer up. Brrr.

faces in portraits

One person got lost in the forest. He wandered for a long time and, in the end, at dusk came across a hut. There was no one inside, and he decided to go to bed. But he could not fall asleep for a long time, because portraits of some people hung on the walls, and it seemed to him that they were looking at him ominously. He eventually fell asleep from exhaustion. In the morning he was awakened by bright sunlight. There were no pictures on the walls. They were windows.

Count to five

One winter, four students from a mountaineering club get lost in the mountains and are caught in a snowstorm. They managed to get to an abandoned and empty house. There was nothing in it to keep warm, and the guys realized that they would freeze if they fell asleep in this place. One of them suggested this. Everyone stands in a corner of the room. First, one runs to the other, pushes him, he runs to the third, and so on. So they will not fall asleep, and the movement will warm them. Until the morning they ran along the walls, and in the morning they were found by rescuers. When the students later spoke of their salvation, someone asked, “If there is one person in each corner, then when the fourth reaches the corner, there should be no one there. Why didn't you stop then?" The four looked at each other in horror. No, they never stopped.

Damaged film

One girl-photographer decided to spend the day and night alone, in the deep forest. She was not afraid, because it was not the first time she went hiking. All day she photographed trees and grasses with a film camera, and in the evening she settled down to sleep in her small tent. The night passed quietly, the horror overtook her only a few days later. All four reels produced excellent shots, except for the last frame. All the photographs showed her sleeping peacefully in her tent in the darkness of the night.

call from babysitter

Somehow, a married couple decided to go to the cinema, and leave the children with a babtsitter. They put the children to bed, so the young woman just had to stay at home just in case. Soon the girl became bored, and she decided to watch TV. She called her parents and asked them for permission to turn on the TV. Naturally, they agreed, but she had one more request… she asked if she could cover the statue of an angel outside the window with something, because it made her nervous. For a second, the phone went silent, and then the father, who spoke to the girl, said: “Take the children and run out of the house ... we will call the police. We don't have a statue of an angel." The police found everyone at home dead. The statue of the angel was never found.

Who's there?

About five years ago, late at night, there were 4 short calls at my door. I woke up, got angry and did not open it: I did not expect anyone. On the second night someone called again 4 times. I looked out the peephole, but there was no one behind the door. During the day I told this story, and joked that, perhaps, death had the wrong door. On the third evening, a friend came to see me and stayed up late. The doorbell rang again, but I pretended not to notice anything to check if I was hallucinating. But he heard everything perfectly and, after my story, exclaimed: “Let's deal with these jokers!” and ran out into the yard. That night I saw him for the last time. No, he didn't disappear. But on the way home, he was beaten by a drunken company, and he died in the hospital. The calls have stopped. I remembered this story because last night I heard three short knocks at the door.

Twin

My girlfriend wrote today that she did not know that I have such a charming brother, and even a twin! It turns out that she had just stopped by my house, not knowing that I was late at work until the night, and he met her there. He introduced himself, offered me coffee, told some funny stories from his childhood and walked him to the elevator.

I don't even know how to tell her that I don't have a brother.

raw mist

It was in the mountains of Kyrgyzstan. The climbers set up camp near a small mountain lake. Around midnight, everyone wanted to sleep. Suddenly, a noise was heard from the side of the lake: either crying, or laughter. Friends (there were five of them) decided to check what was the matter. They did not find anything near the shore, but they saw a strange fog in which white lights shone. The guys went to the lights. We took only a couple of steps towards the lake ... And then one of the last ones noticed that he was knee-deep in icy water! He jerked the two closest to him, they came to their senses and climbed out of the fog. But the two that went ahead disappeared into the fog and water. It was impossible to find them in the cold, in the dark. In the early morning, the survivors hurried for the rescuers. They didn't find anyone. And by evening, those two who had just plunged into the fog died.

Photo of a girl

One high school student was bored at the lesson and looked out the window. On the grass, he saw a photograph thrown by someone. He went out into the yard and picked up a picture: it turned out to be a very beautiful girl. She was wearing a dress, red shoes, and she showed a V sign with her hand. The guy began to ask everyone if they had seen this girl. But no one knew her. In the evening, he put the photo near the bed, and at night he was awakened by a quiet sound, as if someone was scratching at the glass. A woman's laughter echoed in the darkness outside the window. The boy left the house and began to look for the source of the voice. He quickly moved away, and the guy did not notice how, hurrying after him, he ran out onto the roadway. He was hit by a car. The driver jumped out of the car and tried to save the victim, but it was too late. And then the man noticed on the ground a photograph of a beautiful girl. She was wearing a dress, red shoes and she was showing three fingers.

Grandma Martha

This story was told to the granddaughter by the grandfather. As a child, he ended up with his brothers and sisters in the village, which was approached by the Germans. The adults decided to hide the children in the forest, in the forester's house. We agreed that Baba Martha would bring food to them. But it was strictly forbidden to return to the village. So the children lived through May and June. Every morning Martha left food in the shed. At first, the parents also ran, but then they stopped. The children looked at Marfa through the window, she turned and silently, sadly looked at them and baptized the house. One day two men came up to the house and called the children with them. They were partisans. The children learned from them that their village had been burned down a month ago. Baba Marfa was also killed.

Do not open the door!

The twelve-year-old girl lived with her father. They had a great relationship. One day, my father was going to stay late at work and said that he would return late at night. The girl waited for him, waited, and finally went to bed. She had a strange dream: her father was standing on the other side of a busy highway and was shouting something to her. She barely heard the words, "Don't... open... the door." And then the girl woke up from the call. She jumped out of bed, ran to the door, looked through the peephole and saw her father's face. The girl was about to open the lock, as she remembered the dream. And the father's face was somehow strange. She stopped. The bell rang again.
- Dad?
Ding, ding, ding.
- Dad, answer me!
Ding, ding, ding.
- Is there someone with you?
Ding, ding, ding.
- Dad, why aren't you answering? The girl almost cried.
Ding, ding, ding.
- I won't open the door until you answer me!
The doorbell rang and rang, but my father was silent. The girl sat huddled in the corner of the hallway. This went on for about an hour, then the girl fell into oblivion. At dawn, she woke up and realized that the doorbell was no longer ringing. She crept up to the door and looked through the peephole again. Her father was still standing there, looking straight at her. The girl cautiously opened the door and screamed. Her father's severed head was nailed to the door at eye level.
Attached to the doorbell was a note with only two words: "Smart girl."