After my late relative died, me and my parents moved into their house as it was somewhat of a family heirloom. I didn't like that house. The water would always turn on and off leaving a soapy mess. The heater would shut off at random periodic times leaving me to shiver and my teeth to chatter. And the old flower patterned wallpaper, that slowly peeled off the walls. The old torn up wallpaper would soon reveal weird drawings. These drawings showed little kids, formed in a circle with their hands intertwined. They looked like they were chanting, the devils song dancing around a roaring fire. 'They would sing till their ears bled'. After I saw that I was even more creeped out, whether this house was haunted or not. That was something I did not want to find out. Whoosh, Bang. The storm outside would not let up as thunder crashed down, the rain would beat against my window, allowing for small water droplets to steadily fall down. I only wish those were the only sounds I heard that night. The tv blared, the screen splattered in tapered red streaks. " Breaking news family found dead in house, is supposedly said to be an accident caused by storm that took place that previous night, but new found evidence has made room for speculation." Turns out we weren't the only ones that lived in that house.
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My One Horror
رعبThis will be a collection of all of my short horror stories that I like to write ✨Currently in the process of editing stories
