The bloody singer

the next morning

I woke up the next morning, could it have been a dream, better said a nightmare?

Oh it would’ve been too good to be true.

I felt the burning sensation on my face.

I heared a knock on my door , i went to awnser it.

I saw a cop standing there.

He told me that my aunt had commited suicide, but i knew better.

I looked in the mirror, i saw her standing behind me,  eyes glowing red.

“Don’t tell anyone…… This will be our little secret.”