2025 6 Words of Horror for Halloween Contest
Back by popular demand to haunt your nightmares! After bringing back our beloved haiku contest, we couldn’t resist diving into another spine-tingling challenge. Welcome to our 2025 6 Words of Horror for Halloween Contest – where we prove that sometimes the shortest stories cut the deepest.
Six words. That’s all you get to craft pure terror. No elaborate setups, no lengthy descriptions – just six perfectly chosen words that will make readers’ blood run cold. Think Hemingway’s famous six-word story, but twisted into something that would make him sleep with the lights on.
We want stories that hit like a punch to the gut. The kind that stick with you long after you’ve read them. Stories that make you check your locks twice and avoid dark corners. This is about distilling horror down to its essence – finding that perfect combination of words that unleashes maximum dread.
The Rules:
- Your horror story must be exactly six words – no more, no less
- Each entry will be judged on pure terror factor
- Enter as many spine-chilling stories as you dare
- Deadline: October 30, 2025
- Post your entries in the comments below
The Prizes:
- Bragging rights
- The terrifying treat of scaring your friends
- Being awarded the Master Writer Award from Every Writer
Examples to get your dark creativity flowing:
- “Baby shoes for sale, never worn.” (Hemingway’s original)
- “She smiled back from the mirror.”
- “My reflection blinked without me blinking.”
Drop your most hair-raising six-word horror stories in the comments below. Remember, every single word counts in this battle for horror supremacy. The clock is ticking, and darkness gathers.
Let the nightmares begin!
Leave your 6-word stories in the comments, enter as many times as you like.
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This contest is terrifyingly brilliant! Six words to unleash pure dread—Hemingway would be proud. Cant wait to see what horrors others come up with!
The mirror blinked before I did.
He lay dead. For a while.
“You got lovely skin. Gimme it.”
That old man has no shadow.
“Where’s the corpse?”
“Delivering the sermon.”
The sun set. And never rose.
Beautiful child. Apart from the hooves.
The ship sank. The mermaids feasted.
The sailors screamed. The mermaids feasted.
The giant’s eye fills my window.
The police came. It ate them,
im outside lol run run run
im inside lol nowhere to run
The child didn’t stop growing. Ever.
The willow tree is following you.
It escaped. Now we live underground.
This is great! Had such fun thinking up loads of stories last night! Oh, the near-miss agony of the ones that needed 7 words… Maybe I can use them for another comp one day…
Virgin Wanted for blood moon ritual.
Hearing that thump in the hall.
Something just fell by it’s self.
Scratched inside a coffin, STILL ALIVE!
She lurched towards him, slashing wildly……
This contest is brilliant! Six words to unleash pure dread—Hemingway would be proud. Cant wait to see what horrors others come up with!
Discovering he’s a real vampire…dead.
I love all these entries! You are all making my Halloween!
The apocalypse came. No one noticed.
🤣🤣🤣
Everyone is dead. So, who’s knocking?
My love returned, open arms decaying
A man hangs. Rope for sale.
Spiders crawl up your back…inside.
I cut and the body moved
The clock stop. Mother was dead.
You wake up last on Earth.
What’s that knocking? the undertaker asked
Beneath your skin I’m lurking there.
My own corpse tucked me in.
Mommy choked me gently to sleep.
When I died they buried you.
My last breath your last meal.
Putrid hands circumcised while I giggled.
Slumber party, menu- my daughters friends.
Your dead fetus manipulating my wife.
Voodoo caused my god to moan.
Little brother hanging by my guts.
She’s drowning still, now she’s still.
Six kids playing, scream, now five.
Our story ended up on ‘Dateline’.
Burning alive in her shredded womb.
Fairly rabid, I gulped the pus.
The congregation sang, while demons slayed.
The fear of shadows isn’t peekaboo .
My lungs explode, the audience cheers.
Bloody hearts splash, into your coffee.
Cheating husbands skin makes cozy jacket.
Mirror cracked, she fainted, Satan appeared.
Seduced by the flesh born maggots.
He grinned, her face peeled forever.
I slowly savored this wormy eyeball.
Cain slobbered over Abels erupting entrails.
Within those bowels, my eggs pulsate.
Bedtime stories narrated by Ted Bundy.
Chased in the forest, I trip.
Three dirty swine butchered a wolf.
Deceased orchestra, this music is murder.
Pumpkin burps out trick-or-treaters’ old costumes.
Skeletons harvest organs for grisly buffet.
Death has moved in next door.
Don’t cry baby, shh they’re coming!
Hell rising as darkness is falling.
I’m marrying my great grandmothers killer
Drunk party, gouged with beer bottle
Shivering stones witness my double decapitation
Starving marooned friends, very delicious cannibalism.
My zombie wife desecrated my tomb.
My own uncle pulled the trigger.
Spooky sounds from outside my window.
Brains the cradle for centipede eggs.
Halloween night. Ghosts roam. Jack-o’-lanterns smile.
Used brains for sale, very cheap!
My arm bone penetrated her skull
Waiter, an ear in my soup!?
Hello police, aliens cloned my liver.
Mutant snails infest the insane villagers.
Aliens probe, humans forced to comply.
A London werewolf mauled the king.
Next week’s episode: Dracula donates blood.
Cujo swallowed my new Siamese kitten.
Don’t fall asleep, I’ll be watching.
Sweet dreams, your funeral is tomorrow.
Farewell for now, my sweet prey.
Don’t nod off, I’ll be waiting.
Cold venom curdles unsuspecting orphans blood.
Eels invade every shriveled, shrunken orifice.
Civilians giving birth to ravenous tarantulas
Mommy, what’s Daddy doing? Torturing me
I found my husband dead.
Yay!
Voodoo love spell. Gone terribly wrong.
Russian roulette, gunshot roars, beauty rests.
Pickling my parents for future experiments.