>>Story-1:

It was a dark and stormy night. The perfect night for a horror story. 

You're home alone, snug and warm in your bed. Suddenly, you hear a noise downstairs. Footsteps in the hallway. Slowly, they come closer and closer to your bedroom door. 

Your heart races. You try to tell yourself it's just your imagination, but you know it's not. There's someone in your house, and they're coming for you.

 The footsteps stop outside your door. You hold your breath, waiting for the inevitable. The doorknob turns, and the door creaks open. 

A tall, thin figure stands in the doorway, shrouded in shadows. You can't see its face, but you know it's looking at you. And then, it speaks. 

"I'm going to kill you." 

The voice is cold, merciless. You try to scream, but terror has paralyzed you. You can only watch as the figure comes closer and closer, until it's standing over you.

 You see the glint of a knife in its hand. You close your eyes, waiting for the pain.

 And then, it's over. You feel a sharp slash across your throat, and then nothing. 

You died in terror, knowing that whatever killed you is still out there, waiting for its next victim. 

>>Story-2:

It was a dark and stormy night. The kind of night that made you feel like something was watching you. You could hear the wind howling through the trees and the rain pounding against the windows. The power had been out for hours and the only light came from the candles that were burning low. 

You were huddled up on the couch, trying to stay warm. You had been trying to sleep but it was impossible with the thunder and lightning making the house shake. You were just about to drift off when you heard a noise coming from upstairs. 

At first you thought it was just the house creaking but then you heard it again. It sounded like footsteps. You tried to tell yourself that it was just your imagination but the footsteps kept getting closer and closer until they were right next to you.

 You opened your eyes and saw a figure standing over you. The only thing you could see was its red eyes staring at you. You tried to scream but it was too late. The last thing you saw was the creature plunging its claws into your chest.