She heard a knock at the door. Opening it, she saw her own face staring back at her with empty eyes.
He found a strange old box in the attic. Inside was a photo of him sleeping, taken that very night.
Story 1: I woke up to a cold hand on my face. When I turned on the light, no one was there.
The little girl smiled as she held her new doll. But then the doll's eyes started to follow me around the room. It was as if it had a life of its own.
I heard a baby crying in the attic. When I went up, I saw my old doll with a knife in its hand.
One story could be: 'I woke up to a strange noise in the attic. When I went to check, a pair of glowing eyes stared back at me.'
Here's another: 'The old doll in the attic blinked. I ran out and never went back.' This creates a sense of unease with the simple and unexpected actions. The blinking of the doll, which is an inanimate object, is very creepy.
I saw a figure at the end of the hall. As I blinked, it vanished, leaving only a chill.
I woke up to a cold hand on my shoulder. When I turned, no one was there.
The old doll in the attic blinked. Now it's sitting on my bed.
I woke up with a strange taste in my mouth. Looking in the mirror, I saw my teeth were gone, replaced by jagged shards of bone.
Here are two. 'I found a photo of myself sleeping. I don't remember anyone taking it.' And 'I was home alone. The phone rang, and when I answered, all I heard was my own voice whispering things I don't remember saying.'