Tell Me Your Story 3


Haven is a scary story written by a user named Suddenly-Psychotic. It’s about a young girl whose family is attacked by a mysterious and monstrous creature.



A raspy breath echoes down the hall. The inhuman form lurks towards the far right wall, propping himself up with his dirty, scabby hand. He inches forwards, dragging his palm along the wall, leaving a bloody smear behind.

I take a sharp intake of breath. I pray that my dark corner is dark enough, or that his leg is still in pain. He chased me all the way to this storm drain. I have no idea what he is, but it isn’t human.

“Haven! Haaaavvenn!” he shouts.

He sadistically toys with me. Driving me to the edge. Trying to make me scream, to run in terror. I almost do. I inch back, wedging myself farther into the corner. Water has soaked my pajamas. The creature inches forward a little more. My eyesight starts to blur. I can feel reality slipping from me. I am driving right over the edge.

That “thing” killed my parents. It walked right into my house and killed them. I didn’t dare check on my baby brother. All I know is that he was crying, and then he wasn’t. And then there was blood all over the floor of his room. I stifle a single sob. I’m trapped like a rat. My only other way of leaving is locked. The bars are too close together to slip through.

“Haven! Haaaaavvvennn! I only want to play….”

He carries on with his words, dragging them out in a childish manner. Toying with me. Toying.

I know I’m going to die. I have only a sliver of hope left. I have to run. He can smell me. I know he sees me. He is faking it, still toying with me. It’s my only hope, I’m about to pass out from fear and exhaustion.

I slowly stand up, my back pressed firmly against the wall. Then I charge. I am almost past him when… Too late! His arm swings out, hitting me square on the stomach. I fall back and his the ground. My stomach squelches. I groan. He grips my stomach with his sharp talons, ripping it wide open. The wound gushes blood. I look up. Is that my skin?
He has a bloody mass clenched in his fist. His hand raises up to his mouth, and he gorges himself on my flesh. I feel like vomiting, but the pain won’t let me. He bends over and places his nail on my chest, right where my stomach starts. He slashes downwards, creating a long wound. Blood oozes out as he guts me. I go limp.

“Heh, for a minute there, I thought we would have to restrain her.”

A man in a white coat stands up. He has a scratch on his cheek. Two male nurses are carrying a young female patient into a padded room.

“What’s her story?” A man with shggy brown hair steps up to the doctor.

“I’m surprised you haven’t heard yet, despite you being new here. Her name is Haven. She was brought here about a week ago. She was found in a storm drain not too far from her home. She was soaked and filthy, and her pyjamas were in tatters. She was soaked in blood. Not too far away, back at her house, her entire family had been slaughtered.”

The man took a step or two back, “Whoa…”

The doctor snorts, “Yeah, not everyone here just decided to chase an imaginary butterfly one day Tim.”

Tim slightly laughed, “No kidding. Who killed them?”

The doctor paused, then continued.

“Not sure. She describes the killer as an inhuman being, with talon-like nails, which got her admitted. Either some random psycho killed them or…”

Tim grinned, “Or?”

“Or she did it. I can’t imagine it though. I mean, both parents were in halves, the baby was practically everywhere, like an explosion took place. She freaks out and goes into what we like to call “Nightmare Mode” a lot, and she recalls that night, only with the demon in place instead of the killer. She claims that he is coming back to finish the job. It worries me, like maybe the killer is going to kill her as soon as he can get his hands on her. She worries me…”

Both doctors walked off down the hall.

Haven woke at God only knows what time. The sedatives messed with her perception of time. It wasn’t quite night yet, seeing as the lights were still on. It was lights off at ten o’clock every night. She backed up to the wall. She had no straightjacket thank God. The annoying people that talked to her too much said it wasn’t necessary.

The lights flickered off. She took no notice. Her eyes closed for about a full minute. She opened them and glanced around allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkness. She glanced up at the little window of her room and screamed.

A pair of bloodshot eyes were staring her down. The bald scalp and inhuman expression gave her all the information she needed to tell what it was.

“N-No…” Tears flowed from her eyes, and she went to the corner, into the fetal position. She blinked once, and when her eyed reopened it was in the room with her.

“Haven! Haaavvvennn! I told you, you can’t escape…” It smiled evilly. Sharp, rotted teeth tore at his gums, causing them to bleed. He roared with laughter, spitting out blood. It spattered against Haven’s face. She screamed.

“No one will listen. You’re mad as far as they’re concerned…”

Haven risked a blink, and when they opened he was right in front of her face. She jumped. His head turned curiously. His left hand shot up and Haven saw the scabs peel off individually to reveal rotten meat. His nose was but two tiny holes that spurted blood when he breathed from them.

“No one will hear you, no one will care…”

Haven was frozen. His talon inched down to her stomach.

“All those tasty juices and treats waiting… I’m absolutely famished…”

And then was upon her. His talon split her gut wide open.

(Random story from mah random mind xD. Wow, that was loooonng. Sorry it took up so much room xD)


  • I haven’t been on this site for about 2 years, and randomly logged in today. For nostalgic reasons I reread this story, to refresh my memory. All of the people who liked the story, thanks so much! It makes me feel awesome (despite all of my grammatical errors I am now noticing xD)

    And, I don’t really know if there is a way for me to message you, RandomFloridan, but if I got the chance, I would enjoy being able to work with you on a story :3 (leaving this comment just in case you come back xD)

  • This is my favorite story on here! Suddenly-Psychotic, can we work together on a story? Similar to this? PLZ reply! Also, I had this weird dream last night that this kept happening to Haven no matter what. It was creepy!

  • Prettylittledeadgirl
    Did u make up that riddle and does it have a real answer .
    If yes Wat is it

  • @prettydeadgirl5 I’m guessing the house was haunted? And the ghosts killed him?

  • Everyone can anyone solve the riddle? I am offering a five dollar reward just email me at christinagirl 34 if u get it right

  • The creature sounds like a bloody voldemort… or at least, that’s how I imagine him. :P

  • Ahaa, so I’ve been reading this site for like… 6 months now, and I LOVE LOVE LOVE it, so I decided to FINALLY make an account! Oh and I just wanted to say this story is amazing, creepy and one of my fave new ones lol!

  • I have a riddle can.anyone solve? A man was walking into a completely empty house he slept there for one night and in the morning. was found dead . How did he die? There was no one in the house and he did not leave a door unlocked.

  • I gotta story ! :
    The Doors
    Kasey and her family recently moved into a new house of the coast of maine. It was Beautiful and since Kasey was severly bullied in her old school back in Vermont she was glad to start over. Kasey loved to stay up late at night so she usually was sleep deprived since her “bedtime” was usually 1-2 am. But one night she decided to stay up untill three to watch a marathon of her favorite TV program.That night when it was 2:50 am she heard a faint tapping on her door. At first she thought nothing of it and went back to watching her Tv program. Again at 2:53 am she heard a tapping but this was slightly louder. She started getting scared and asked who’s there. There was no reply and she couldn’t see anyones feet under the opening in the door so she thought she must be parionoid. for the next four minutes everything was silent. Then at 2:57 am she heard scratching. It grew louder and louder . Kasey started crying silently and hid under her covers. Then when the clock struck 3:00 her door creaked open . Wider and wider it went slowly untill it was open all the way. She heard heavy breathing and was terrified . she peak open the covers slightly and saw, standing in her door way a woman with a tatterded and slightly dirty white dress and her mouth open wide. her eyes were solid black and her mouth was black. Kasey tried not to scream. then all of a sudden the woman slowly creeped over to Kaseys bedside. She then got into her face , ripped of the cover and gouged out her eye balls . Today, they say if you visit the house if you stay up untill 3:00 am at that exact minute a girl with a tattered and dirty white dress will appear with her eyes gauged out only and her mouth open wide , ready to claim another victim

  • You gotta be kidding me. I had a dream just like this last night, except it got to my teenage sister, I don’t have a baby brother, and I’m a guy, and it was, (for all intents and purposes, this is not what it was actually saying, it was saying my real name), saying “Jeb”, instead of Haven. And I didn’t try to run. I knew I couldn’t escape. When I woke up, it felt like it was still in the room with me. weird…

  • sh_t!!! that story is bloody dodgy….flip….


  • Omg… I’m creeped…Never letting my cat bite my hand again just in case I turn into the monster ROFL :D

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