My One Horror

Brother

The year was 1902 the year my brother was sent away. Where he would stay for a very long time. I was only 9 when my parents told me my brother was sick. And it would only get worse from there.

My mother said my brother was sick;not right in the head. So my parents shipped him off to a recovering facility in hopes that he would get better.

I loved my brother and was sad to see him go but I knew he'd be back soon. And the following week he was released. But that didn't last long as he was sent back because dead animals started to show up again.

He left me again and I didn't like that.

That's the reason he was sent to the facility. Whenever my brother was back home, crucified animals would appear periodically. And as soon as he left the killing stopped.

These situations turned into a sort of patteren. But this time when he was sent back, I could'nt wait for him to return. Because when hes gone I don't get to have my fun. And I was just getting started!

The next time he comes home I knew it was going to be exhilarating.

I can't wait to see you next time brother!!!

Authors note: Hey I know it's been a while and my stories haven't been the best lately. Truth be told I tried out a horror story generator online and let's say I will not be doing that again. But this story "Brother" I did write and I'm not in love with it but I hope you guys can appreciate it even if its the tiniest bit. Anyway I got the idea for this story from a TikTok and that's not saying I copied the TikTok I just got the idea and concept from it so this is 100% my writing, sad I know. Well I know this was a long note and if you got this far thanks for reading. Don't forget to vote and comment.

Have a great day :)