Something wicked this way comes... on Twitter.
MashableReads is teaming up with Penguin Teen to find the best scary stories on Twitter as part of Penguin Teen's Wicked Reads campaign.
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For one week leading up to Halloween, we’re asking followers, readers and the book community to tell a scary story in under 140 characters, using the hashtag #TwitterGhostStory. One lucky storyteller will win a collection of Penguin Teen's wickedest reads.
Just remember to use the hashtag, along with #sweepstakes, and tweet your best short-form horror between now and Halloween. You can find full contest rules on Penguin Teen's Facebook page.
And be sure to check back here throughout the week to see some of our favorite #TwitterGhostStoy submissions.
UPDATE: Here are some of our favorite #TwitterGhostStory submissions:
"I don't like that woman who walks around in my room," said the child. "I don't like how her head's always falling off." #TwitterGhostStory— Cat Winters (@catwinters) October 28, 2015
@PenguinTeen what beautiful eyes. I kept them. #TwitterGhostStory— Sarah George (@sarahahnie) October 29, 2015
#TwitterGhostStory It was 3 AM and I was home alone when I sneezed and heard a deep voice in my abandoned attic say "Bless you" #sweepstakes— Liv (@bookish_dragon) October 28, 2015
"Please come inside, join us for dinner." "What are you having?" "It's only just arrived," she said as she wet her lips.#TwitterGhostStory— Kim Liggett (@Kim_Liggett) October 27, 2015
“Will anyone ever love me?” a girl asks her Ouija. No reply. But when she turns away, the planchette spells I ALREADY DO. #TwitterGhostStory— Nova Ren Suma (@novaren) October 27, 2015
"Good night, mama," she said as I tucked her in. "HELP ME, MAMA!" she screamed from the closet as I turned to leave. #TwitterGhostStory— Stef-AHHHH-ni (@StefaniSloma) October 27, 2015
Alarm. Snooze. Alarm. Stretch. The spot next to me is unusually warm. Must be the dog. But I don't have a dog. Alarm...#TwitterGhostStory— Stacey Lee (@staceyleeauthor) October 26, 2015
Pa doesn’t like it when I run around the house screaming. Probably cuz he drowned me in the river six months ago. #TwitterGhostStory— April G. Tucholke (@apriltucholke) October 26, 2015
A pale face is pressed against my window, looking in. A hand is tapping, tapping the glass. I live on the 32nd floor. #TwitterGhostStory— Stefan Bachmann (@Stefan_Bachmann) October 26, 2015
"Make me more beautiful than my sisters," the girl asked. "Granted," said the fairy. She came home to find them all dead. #TwitterGhostStory— Megan Shepherd (@megan_shepherd) October 26, 2015