I work near a lake in a boat store with my friend. We sell boats, fishing equipment and spare parts. I became the manager after my father retired, so we spend the whole day talking random things.
It's a pretty big lake, with an old pier where we keep the boats. There're strong riptides, submerged caves and rock were you can get hurt or stuck. Meaning, it's dangerous. We warn the fishers before going in the water, but only a few listen.
We lost count of how many times we had to call the police because someone didn't came back by the end of the day.
At least there's one good thing out of that. I can kill whoever I want and no one will suspect. People find ways of killing themselves alone, so when I do it it's just one more that lost to the river.
When I started to work were I thought it would be fun. That the mysterious deaths would bring fear among the small town. But everytime I watch the news the deaths by the river are higher than mine.
The summer is coming in a few weeks though. The lake will be full of reckless people. Let's see how many can go missing without bringing the authorities around.
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Short scary stories
HorrorIn this book I'm going to write short horror stories about different topics. I'll put a notice at the beginning, if there's a more sensitive topic. I don't accept copies or adaptations. Have fun reading, see you on the other side.
