Mr. Greyson loves silence.
He always says, "Ssshh."
Like the sound of the rain
outside the window.
Sssshhhhhhh
In the classroom, Shhh
In the library, Shhh
Even in the bathroom,
where he covered my mouth
and touch me in all the places
I didn't want to.
He said, "Sshhh."
When I beg for help
As I bleed to death.
He said, "Sshhh."
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Don't Blink!
HorrorA collection of compelling flash fiction that ranges from slice of life to murder. Don't Blink! Keep your eyes wide open. Flash Fictions: -Live Feed -Total Dark -Maple -Op-Face -Mimic -They -Twists and Turns -Empty Seat -Unhinged -Open Door -Seashe...
