Horror story oneshots

The box

TW: blood

"hey dad, how was I work?" I asked picking at the noodles I made myself for dinner. "just the usual, how was your day staying at home, resting, sleeping, eating...?" He says in a joking manner, hanging his dusty hat and jacket on the coat hanger. I take a big slurp of my noodles spilling the flavored water all over the table, finishing it in one bite.

"hey dad, I'm just going to head to my room, and don't forget to be quite on the tv, mums asleep"
"Alright my sweet"
Entering my room I found a box on my bed, was it for me? I was home all day, how could it just appear? I walk to sit on my bed, it was about the size of a shoe box. I suddenly felt this curiosity built throughout me like all I wanted to do was open this box. My hand reach for the loose lid and take it off revealing a sticky note, it said 'meet me at my work tomorrow at 3:00, from dad'. I was confused, why didn't he want to tell me himself? It IS my birthday tomorrow, maybe he wants to surprise me!

I ignore my thoughts and hide in my warm sheets until I fall asleep. Tomorrow was my birthday.

"HEY, IM LEAVING FOR WORK"
"ughhh sure" I groan. Gosh I hated mornings. I woke up and giggled to myself, I was finally 13, a REAL teenager.

During the day, I started playing some games with mum. As it turned 2:30 i noticed a box on the kitchen table, it looked like the same one from yesterday. I walk up to it and quickly take of the lid excited to see what was inside.
It was another note..? I take the note out and read it. 'are you on your way?' I looked at it and cringed, the note didn't make sense? How did it get there if dad was at work?

I didn't question it any further, thinking about it made me worried. I knew dads work was a 25 minute walk so I suggested to myself it would be the right time to leave.
"I'm going to go now, bye mum!"

As I walk into the building, one of dads friends came up to me, " you looking for your dad? He didn't come in today" he said sounding concerned for me. "but he said-"
"I'm sorry but none of us have seen him all day" I look at him in shock, maybe he went home to look for me? I stare at my feet and turn around to exit the building. "oh yeah, by the way, I saw a box with your name written on it in the front of the building." I look back at him and nod. Closing the door behind me, I spot the same box he described, one with my name on it.

I take the box to an outside table and open it. This one said "I went home, come see me" now I was super worried, why would he make me come here just to go back home..? It's almost like he needed me to leave, so he could do something. I ran home only taking 10 minutes and rushed inside the house.

"DAD, IM HERE"
Running around the house, I noticed that mum was gone and there was no sign of dad. Then I realized the box that I had opened on the kitchen table now had red ink smothered all over it.

There was a new note on top of the box, it said 'happy birthday my sweet' it was dad, he was the only one that ever called me sweet. I smiled at the box and opened It.

"Dad...?"

Time was slow, my head pounding, tears building piles on the ground. I smacked the box across the room as the bloody head fell out. I ran, as far and as fast as I could go.. The box.. Mum.. she was dead.