The sun just set and I'm chillin’ alone in my room sitting on a swivel chair with my eyes closed. Brownout or the power runs out of supply for a moment and it's quite dark in my room. I am currently thinking of what kind of story I will be writing next and I decided to make a horror one.
I think deeply about how the plot must go on and I even imagined the look of the antagonist in my story. It was a nun. A nun who killed herself by hanging in the ceiling. I'm already in an intense part of imagining things when my phone suddenly rang and it made me almost jump off my chair. I was surprised!
My brows furrowed as I looked at the screen for it was someone I don't think I know. Her profile pic is a black photo and you know what surprised me the most that made me let go of my phone when I clicked the answer button is that, it's the nun in my story, smiling creepily at me.
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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
RandomCompilation of short stories I made and posted on my Fb account.
