Valentine Message

Valentine Message is a spooky story written by a member of this website named iscareyoutodeath in collaboration with ScaryForKids. It’s about a teenage girl who starts receiving disturbing messages on Facebook from someone who wants to be her Valentine.

Valentine Message

Stephanie was a normal, happy teenager who was very popular in school. She was the prettiest girl in the 11th grade and every guy wanted to date her. However, at the age of 16, Stephanie had no experience with boys. She felt that she just wasn’t ready to have a boyfriend and hadn’t even experienced her first kiss.

One day, at the start of February, Stephanie was checking her Facebook account when she received a message from somebody she didn’t know. It was a user who went by the name of WhoAmI and he had no photos of himself on his profile, just a picture of a red rose next to a heart-shaped box of chocolates.

The message read: “Stephanie, will you be my Valentine?”

Stephanie was a little creeped out. She had no idea who he was, so she just replied, “No thanks!” and logged off.

A few days later, she got another message from the mysterious user.

It read: “Stephanie, I like you. Please be my Valentine.”

Stephanie decided that the best thing to do was not reply. She didn’t want to encourage him, so she just deleted the message and tried to put it out of her mind. However, when Valentine’s Day arrived, Stephanie checked her Facebook account and found another message waiting for her.

It read: “I don’t just like you. I love you and I want you to be my Valentine!”

At this point, Stephanie feared that she had a stalker on her hands. She wanted to end this harrassment once and for all, so she sent an angry reply.

“Look, whoever you are, I’m not interested!” she wrote. “How could you be in love with me. You’ve probably never even met me. You’re obviously some sad, lonely, ugly, disgusting, repulsive loser who has too much time on his hands. Get this into your thick head, you creep: I don’t like you. I hate you and I will never be your Valentine!”

Then, 30 seconds later she received another message.

“We’ll see about that!” it read. “When I come to your house tonight, I’ll make you my Valentine!”

Stephanie was terrified. Her parents were out of town and they wouldn’t be back for days. She called her friend Tracy and told her about the disturbing messages. Tracy offered to come over that night and keep her company. She said she would bring her brother Jake with her.

“Jake owns a rifle and he often goes hunting with my dad,” she said. “He’s a crack shot. If anything happens, he’ll be able to protect us.”

That evening, just as it was growing dark, Tracy and her brother finally arrived. Stephanie was overjoyed to see them and ushered them inside. They turned off all the lights in the house and made sure all the doors and windows were securely locked. Jake crouched down in the darkened hallway, his trusty rifle by his side. He positioned himself directly opposite the front door and aimed his rifle, ready to shoot anyone who tried to get in.

“You girls better wait upstairs,” he said. “Don’t worry about a thing. If this jerk turns up, he’ll have to get through me first.”

Tracy and Stephanie ran up the stairs and barricaded themselves in the bedroom. Sitting in the darkness, they passed the time by playing games on Tracy’s phone.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of the front door opening.

The girls froze.

Three gunshots rang out… Bang! Bang! Bang!… followed by an eerie silence.

Stephanie and Tracy sat on the bed, too scared to say a word. Their hearts were beating fast and they were almost afraid to breathe. The tension was unbearable.

After a while, they heard a soft voice outside the bedroom door, whispering, “Stephanie? Stephanie?”

The girls were clutching each other, trembling in fear.

Stephanie struggled to speak. “Is… Is he dead?” she whispered.

Suddenly the door burst open and a dark figure stepped into the room. Tracy turned on the flashlight and shined it in the figure’s face. It was an old man with wrinkled skin, a bald head and a long white beard.

“Yeah, he’s dead,” the man chuckled.

Then, he pulled out a meat cleaver and with one mighty swing, he sliced off Tracy’s head. Stephanie felt her friend’s blood splash against her cheek. She screamed in horror and fell to her knees.

“Why? Why?” she cried. “Why are you doing this to me?”

The man raised the cleaver above his head again and brought it crashing down, splitting Stepahie’s head in two.

“Because you’re my Valentine,” he replied.

(iscareyoutodeath says: Since it’s Valentines Day, here’s a little story… Will You Be My Valentine? Hope it gets posted. You can remove the r### part if you want and change it to he killed her.)

(Scaryforkids says: I did a lot of work on this because I liked your original idea and I thought it had a lot of potential. However, I think it needs to be developed more… build up the plot more… add more tension… etc. Also, yeah, I had to change the r### bit to killed. LOL)

Comments

  1. DemonicQueenzilla says

    The original story was poorly done. I like the newer version. And raped her? Idk 😕

  2. XxTheDarkTimesxX says

    10/10 full moons! Nice as Ice… Which is very good if it was warm outside, and it is starting to be! LOLZ (laughing out loud zebras)

  3. PurpleGirlTheHorrorFan says

    its like another story that I’ve read on here, but its still pretty good @Iscareyoutodeath

  4. iscareyoutodeath says

    hey sfk! I’m just telling you that I put the edited version of this story on wattpad

  5. iscareyoutodeath says

    @Paradise It Was The Word R#ped And Thanks For The Nice Feedback This Is Really Good With The Things SFK Added In!

  6. gangsofghouls says

    Hey,SFK please,please,please,please,please,please,please,please,tell me where do you get this cool pics……

  7. queen of chills says

    Its an ok story didn’t really scare me into not sleeping. By the way the picture is adorable

  8. says

    Here is the original story for the purposes of comparison.

    Will You Be My Valentine? by iscareyoutodeath

    Stephanee was a normal teenager who had many friends and was the second prettiest girl in the 12th grade. One day Stephanee was checking he Facebook Profile when an anonymous user going by the name Who Am I had a status with a picture of a rose with a heart-shaped box of chocolate. Beneth the picture was a comment it read: Stephanee will you be my Valentine? Stephanee didn’t know who this was so she just replied with a no. She immediately logged off. She was then on her Twitter account when another user by the name of Who Am I had a tweet that said Stephanee, will you be my valentine? Stephanee then logged off without a reply. She then started checking her Yahoo when she got an E-mail from someone called whoami. Stephanee then knew she had a stalker on her and she replied to the E-mail with a “No!”. Then 30 second later she got another E-mail from the same person saying “let’s meet at your house in 30 mins k?”. Stephanee was terrified she invited her friend Tracy and her brother who owns a collection of powerful assault rifles. In just 5 minutes before the stalker arrived Tracy arrived with her brother. They all turned off the lights, locked the doors and windows and turned on a little flashlight that was aimed at the brother who would shoot the killer when he came in. Tracy and Stephanee were hiding in the closet across from Jack, Tracy’s Brother. Tracy and Stephanee were playing games on Tracy’s phone when suddenly the sound of an opening door and then multipule shots were fired. Tracy immediately turned off the phone and the two girls sat in silence they were told to wait ’till Jack came and told them to come out. Suddenly an eerie voice was heard saying in a soft voice come on Stephanee I love you… I know you do too. The two girls immediatly realized that Jack was killed not the stalker. The footsteps were getting farther and farther but then suddenly a dark figure opened the door and pulled the girls out. Tracy shone a light in the man’s face and then puched him in the nuts. The man revealed a cleaver immediately and sliced Tracy’s head off. Crying in fear Stephanee says “Why? Why? Why do you do this to me? Don’t you have a life?!” The man chuckeled an evil laugh and revealed his face he was bald with a two feet long white beard and he had wrinkles on himself. He immediately choked Stephanee and then r###d her.

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