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50 Word Horror Story for 50 Dollars Contest

Welcome to our 2022 50 Word Horror Story for 50 Dollars Contest. Honestly I had bad experiences with giving away money in contests before, so I am going to put down the ground rules! This should be fun! It should be a chance to win $50 for writing 50 words. I just don’t want it to turn into a disaster. So please, please be nice. Best/scariest/creepiest story will be selected by me. It is subject, but anyone has a chance to win. No one affiliated with the site may enter.

The rules:

  • Must be high quality horror stories
  • Must be 50 words or under
  • Must be a complete story
  • Have to be in before our deadline Deadline is June 1, 2022 at 11:59pm.
  • Enter as many stories as you like!
  • Post your story in the comments below (DO NOT EMAIL YOUR STORY)
  • Scariest Story Wins
  • Story must be original
  • You must own the story!

The prizes:

  • The top story will be announced on our social networks.
  • The top story author gets to promote something writing related (a website, a book, a podcast, ect…) on our site and social networks.
  • The top story wins $50 (please use your real email address) Winner can use a pen or fake name.

So this is easy, leave your scary 50 word story in the comments. I’m really looking forward to reading them. Please have fun and be kind to each other.

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  1. ChaseLi says

    May 13, 2022 at 5:57 pm

    My house wasn’t old, yet sounds had always pierced the night. As time passed, the noises evolved. Walls that once echoed thuds and creaks resonated with slow stertorous pulses. One night I awoke, damp breath grazing my cheek and lips. My eyes opened; staring back were the creature’s milky voids.

  2. Dorian J. Sinnott says

    May 17, 2022 at 6:28 pm

    Your mother always scattered the seeds at sundown. More for it to count while the shadows came to play. She said it was better than the alternative. A small price to pay.

    Better the seeds to count than your bones. Plucked clean and left to dry in the morning sun.

    • Katrina Black Butterfli says

      May 21, 2022 at 8:28 pm

      Wow Well written!!

  3. Katrina Black Butterfli says

    May 17, 2022 at 8:10 pm

    Even though I walked through the valley of the shadow of death,” My breathing panicked. The darkness couldn’t hide that its eyes were stalking me.
    “I will fear no evil, “my lips trembled as my courage mocked me.
    “Your rod and your staff comforts….”
    “I’m still here, “my shadow whispered.

  4. Katrina Black Butterfli says

    May 17, 2022 at 8:12 pm

    Nobody believed me when I told them about the monster.
    Nobody suspected when I showed them the marks and bruises that were evident on my body.
    Nobody caught the fear and the hopelessness in my eyes.
    Nobody believed until it was too late.
    Nobody believed that the monster was me.

  5. Patrick Evans says

    May 21, 2022 at 11:24 pm

    BOYS NIGHT OUT
    Me and Mick hit the cemetery. Them old stones break easy.
    Found one with a big crack:
    BABY SALLY. 1721. DIED HUNGRY.
    Mick kicked. His boot caught in the crack. He fell over laughing.
    Then he was screaming. Mick—he got all bent. Broke. Bloody. Sucked right in.
    Sally was hungry!

  6. Patrick Evans says

    May 21, 2022 at 11:26 pm

    SMALL CHANGES

    I believe small changes make the world a better place.
    Last night you cut in front of me in the supermarket line. I followed you home.
    Today I returned, picked your lock, and am waiting for you.
    Tonight, together, we will make small changes.

  7. Patrick Evans says

    May 21, 2022 at 11:30 pm

    THE HOLE

    The pimple she popped left a deep black hole on her cheek.
    I tried not to look, tried to disbelieve that the hole was begging for something.
    As she slept I placed a worm on her face. The worm wriggled inside.
    The hole is unsatisfied.
    What else can I offer?

  8. Dawn Rae says

    May 22, 2022 at 7:05 am

    The ice cream van’s eerie music warbled through the air, inspiring children to whine and wheedle. A few parents steadfastly kept their kids away, without knowing why. They were survivors, but the memories were buried deep, leaving only a subconscious fear associated with the unnerving notes floating over the street.

  9. Conda Douglas says

    May 23, 2022 at 5:09 pm

    “Damn your eyes,” Teacher said. She hated Timothy, with his constant frown. “Stay after class, again.”
    Timothy peered at her. “Why do you hate me?”
    “Because you’re not blind, just lazy.”
    After class, Timothy approached her desk with scissors in hand. “Let’s see if your eyes work better.”
    They did.

  10. Bob McNeil says

    May 29, 2022 at 12:33 am

    Mr. Iracundia has a home on the Blvd. Both he and it are large and pale. Drunk drivers speed by there. Soon after, he takes a drive. Local police cannot figure out why these car owners disappear. That does not mystify me. As stated, he, like his house, is huge.

  11. ChaseLi says

    May 29, 2022 at 6:34 pm

    As I swam through the cave, stalactites suddenly collided against my headlamp; all light vanished. I panicked and thrashed; the jagged rocks severed my guide line. I saw nothing but empty void and felt only the cramped cave walls pushing against my pounding heart. Each gasping breath drew death closer.

  12. Bob McNeil says

    May 30, 2022 at 8:11 pm

    Bugged
    by Edna Garcia and Bob McNeil

    Red-and-yellow-spotted wings made the thumb-long butterfly more beautiful than flowers. Fragrant as perfumes, its presence delighted every viewer that day. An entomologist with a Santa-similar beard snared the rare insect. The bug emitted an anesthesia gas to defend itself.

    Hours later, the man awoke in Plexiglass beside other butterfly lovers.

    Copyright 2022

    • Dr. Robert Beechinor says

      May 30, 2022 at 8:55 pm

      I was surprised for a few seconds but then a lightbulb flashed and I laughed out loud! I won’t say what I understood – no spoilers — but this has to be one of my favorite very short stories ❤️

      • Bob McNeil says

        June 2, 2022 at 1:10 am

        Are you referring to “Bugged?”

    • Jenny Middleton says

      June 1, 2022 at 12:03 am

      Edna and Bob thanks for sharing this humorous, sci-fi brevity write that also relays a strong message about the consequences of the destruction of fragile environments and creatures. Excellent collaboration.

  13. Katrina Black Butterfli says

    May 30, 2022 at 11:21 pm

    8. This is not a test. It is not a test!

    7. Run, Run

    6. Omg, I can’t believe this is happening!

    5. Don’t hide! Run before it’s too late!

    4. Mom and dad, I love you

    3. Kiss your families

    2. Please, God help us all!
    1..
    The End

    • Katrina Black Butterfli says

      May 31, 2022 at 3:22 am

      I didn’t know how to edit or delete this

  14. Katrina Black Butterfli says

    May 31, 2022 at 3:21 am

    The countdown has begun

    8. This is not a test.

    7. Run, Run

    6. Omg, I can’t believe this is happening!

    5. Run before it’s too late!

    4. Mom and dad, I love you

    3. Kiss your families

    2. Please, God help us all!
    1..
    The End

  15. Jeff Lewis says

    May 31, 2022 at 5:47 am

    Ah, a short little story that says a lot per word. Like haiku, each word is more than it seems. An excellent turn of events.

    • Bob McNeil says

      June 2, 2022 at 1:09 am

      Are you referring to “Bugged?”

  16. Gloria Watts says

    January 17, 2023 at 11:00 am

    I wanted to . . . but how beautiful she looked, golden curls cradled by a silken pillow, breath soft, in the silence. I gently reached out, my hands circled her neck, tightened, squeezed, Her eyes opened, golden curls rose with snake like fangs to draw blood. Her face lit with a smile.

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