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Twist Ending

Twist Ending

The Twist Ending is a spooky short story with a plot twist at the end.

Twist Ending

There was a very famous author named David, who had written quite a few best-selling horror novels. All of the literary critics praised his talent for plot twists and surprise endings. He received a large amount of fan mail every day and some budding authors even sent him manuscripts in the hopes that he would help them get their work published.

While David took pleasure in responding to letters from his fans, he took even more pleasure in stealing the ideas of amateur writers. If he came across a manuscript with a great idea for a scary story, he would use it in one of his own books and deny the author any credit. Then, in order to hide his theft, he pulled some strings with his friends in the publishing industry to make sure that the original author never got anything published in the future.

One day, David received a new manuscript in the mail. It was bound in a beautiful hardcover book. He read the first chapter and felt that he knew how the story would end. As he continued reading, he became more and more certain that he could guess the twist ending. It was growing late, but he wanted to finish reading the manuscript to see whether or not he was right.

When David came to the final chapter, he realized that the last few pages of the book were stuck together. Anxious to read further, he pulled the pages apart. He felt increasingly tired but he still kept reading. Finally, he came to the end of the book. It was exactly the twist ending he had anticipated. The husband had hanged himself just as his wife was committing suicide in the next room. David made a mental note to steal the idea and use it in his next story.

Just then, he noticed that, after the words “THE END”, there was a little hand-written comment from the author. It read:

“I already know that you are planning to steal the ideas in this story. I know, because you did the exact same thing to me the last time I sent you a manuscript. You published it under your own name and didn’t give me any credit. You ripped me off and blacklisted me in the industry. Nobody will accept my novels anymore and I will never again be able to publish anything I write. You have ruined my life and now I am going to have my revenge. You had to pull apart the back pages in order to read this, didn’t you? Well those pages contained a poison. Arsenic, to be precise. Are you feeling tired? That is normal. It’s one of the symptoms of arsenic poisoning. Soon, your heartbeat will get slower and slower until it eventually stops permanently. Don’t bother trying to call an ambulance. You will be dead before they arrive. You have already beem exposed for too long. Goodbye, David. Some twist endings can be very hard to predict.”

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  • ok i have a story but i dont know if its any good. it’s called A Record.

    Cassandra loved old things. You could say she was obsessed. She took daily trips to thrift stores all over town. She spent every Saturday driving all over looking through yard sales. She even went dumpster diving once a month. Cassandra was nice and pretty enough, but because of this obsession she was single and had no friends at age 37. One day she went to visit her grandmother that she hadn’t seen in years. Her grandmother had tons of great antiques. Cassandra coveted all her grandmother had so much that she flew into a crazed frenzy and strangled her grandmother. Then she buried her in the backyard. Cassandra called for a Uhaul and began to gather a bunch of stuff took take home.
    While gathering things, she noticed a loose floorboard. Pulling up the board, she discovered an old untitled record. Curious, she put it on her grandma’s record player and started it. A strange and disturbing song began playing. It went something like this:

    5 bodies hanging
    5 bodies bleeding
    Nobody knows why
    Nobody knows how

    You want to run
    But its too late
    The clock strikes 6
    And its the end

    Scared out of her wits, Cassandra began to gather what she had so far and leave. Just as she was picking up a clock, it struck 6. She felt something cold grab her…

    A neighbor heard screaming coming from the house and called the police. The police searched the house, and found a door leading to the basement. What they discovered down there was horrifying. 5 rotting bodies were hanging form exposed pipes, dried blood underneath each one. Next to them hung Cassandra, just dead. She was covered in deep cuts and dripping blood. There was no trace of anyone being there besides her. As the police was leaving, the record started playing…

    6 bodies hanging
    6 bodies bleeding
    Nobody knows why
    Nobody knows how

    You want to run
    But its too late
    The clock strikes 7
    And its the end

  • YAY!!!! Loved this story. For some reason it made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. :D JK I’m no psychopath.
    Psychopath
    1) A person with a mental disorder causing them to think a lot about death
    2) SEE ABOVE
    @Gidgey
    GEEKS RAWK

  • @101horrorgirl101- yes arsenic is a real poison. it is commonly used to poison rats, but many, many murderers have used arsenic to kill their victims.

  • That. Story. Was. Aboslutely. Amazing.
    Here’s one of mine:

    2 little girls were browsing through clothes at Abercrombie. One was named Nikki, the other Leah. They were best friends, and they were exactly alike. Nikki had long blond hair, and Leah had long brown hair. Both had deep green eyes. Same height, same tone of voice, same random attitude. So alike it was creepy. Walking home, Nikki and Leah seperated at Nikki’s front lawn. Leah walked across the road to her house, and Nikki clicked open the front door with the key that she stored in her purse. She walked in, flipping on the light switch. “Mom?” She called. No answer. “Mom?” She called again. No answer. Then she remembered. Her mother was out on a trip with her step-father. Placing her bags on the counter, she began to flip through them.

    Meanwhile, Leah was sitting on the couch in her new purple halter top and some shorts. She was channel-surfing, and relaxing. Her cat, Muffin, was curled up on her toes. “Hey Leah?” Her brother, Maxwell, Max for short. “Yes?” Leah answered. “Someones at the door.” Leah walked to the door and opened it. Out in the cold was her friend Nikki. “Close the door!” Nikki shouted. “CLOSE THE DOOR!” Leah closed it frantically, looking through the glass part. A person, tall, with a long, lithe, body, stood at the door, talking to Nikki urgently. Leah could barely make out what the person was saying. “They… coming soon… we need…. make….” Then Leah was disturbed. A woman with long, black, torn hair apperaed. She was dressed all in black, with pale white skin. A grin, from ear to ear, slowly spread over her beautiful face. Her eyes were concentrated on Leah, and her lips were moving. A hand raised up a single, silver-bladed knife. Nikki and the other person stood, open-jawed. The woman smiled again. “Wanna play?”

    It stinks, but HEY! I’M NEW AT WRITING THIS STUFF! :P

  • @griffin88
    It could actually happen, as arsenic is a real poison, and there are people who like to plagiarize stories. But only a slight chance.

  • For scare I give it a 1/10. Not scary, and no chance of it happening to you. For twist endings I give it a 6/10. Didn’t see it coming, but I did know something was up with the pages. It was nice though. For simple enjoyment I give it an 8/10. Rather liked the story as a whole, it wasn’t too long, but also wasn’t badly written. I enjoyed it.

  • @101horrorgirl101
    Of course there is a poison called arsenic. It’s an element on the periodic table.

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