These short stories would scare you. Read it at night alone with lights off. You would love it. It's not mine. I had taken it from the Internet but some are mine.
Claustrophobia is a scary story about a text message conversation on Whatsapp between two teenage girls named Natasha and Nina. (It is based on a story by author M. Croche from Argentina.)
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Natasha: Nina. Natasha: Please help me Nina!
Nina: ??? Nina: Who is this??? Nina: How did you get this number???
Natasha: It's me Natasha. Natasha: Please help. Natasha: I'm trapped somewhere and I can't get out. Natasha: It's very dark and very narrow. Natasha: I can barely move. I don't know how I got here. Natasha: I tried to call you but I don't have any credit.
Nina: Mother of God! Is this some kind of sick joke? Nina: It's not funny! Who are you? Nina: I'm going to report you to the police.
Natasha: What are you talking about, Nina? Natasha: Help me! I'm begging you! Natasha: For God's sake, please help me! Natasha: Please tell my parents to come and look for me.
Nina: Natasha? Nina: It's not possible. Nina: It can't be you.
Natasha: It's me! Who else would it be? Please help me
Nina: It's a prank. It has to be.
Natasha: Why are you acting so strange? Natasha: It's me! I swear it is. Natasha: Why don't you believe me? Natasha: What's wrong with you?
Nina: Natasha is dead. Nina: She was my best friend and she died two days ago. Nina: The funeral was this morning. Nina: So I'll ask you again... Nina: Who the hell are you and how did you get this number?
Natasha: I don't know what you're talking about Nina Natasha: Why do you say that? Natasha: I'm locked in a dark place and I can't get out Natasha: Don't you understand? Natasha: Please!!! Please help!!!
Nina: What was the last movie we saw together?
Natasha: What? Why do you ask me that? Natasha: Nina, for the love of God, please help me.
Nina: If you're Natasha then you should know that. Nina: What was the last movie we saw together?
Natasha: Don't be a jerk! Natasha: I can't remember. Natasha: I'm terrified and you want me to answer stupid questions.
Nina: Answer me or I'll block you
Natasha: No! Don't do that! Natasha: Wait for me to remember. Natasha: I think it was The Notebook. Natasha: Is that it? Natasha: We both cried like crazy at the end... Natasha: That's it, right?
Nina: What grade did you get in Biology?
Natasha: Nina for God's sake! Stop it!
Nina: Answer me.
Natasha: OK OK Natasha: It's a trick question. Natasha: The old woman didn't give us our grades yet. Natasha: Do you believe me now?
Nina: Natasha? Nina: But how can it be you? Nina: Yesterday night I saw you laid out in the coffin. Nina: This morning I saw them lower you into the ground. Nina: It can't be you. It just can't! Nina: Where are you?
