Sometimes, I Write Beginnings I Never Use (Dark Story Prompts)
Now and then, I write things that could serve as the start of a story, though I never actually use them. Here, I’m sharing a few that lean toward the darker side. Feel free to use them as prompts, and have fun with them.
The house had been empty for decades, or so they said. But when I stepped inside, the floor creaked underfoot as if it remembered every step ever taken, every secret ever buried.
There was a strange comfort in the darkness, a place where shadows whispered the truths the daylight refused to see.
The wind outside howled, but the sound inside was worse—soft footsteps echoing through the empty halls.
I thought it was just a nightmare, until I woke up with the dirt still under my fingernails.
They said I wouldn’t feel a thing, that I’d be free once it was over. But as the needle slid in, I realized I was still very much alive—and trapped.
(Do you want a part two?)
