I climb my window and shut it without making a noise.
Blood is dripping on my floor.
God damn it. My mom's gonna kill me.
I sneak into the bathroom down stairs to clean my self.
After that is the blood drops around the house and my clothes soaking in hydrogen peroxide.
Best way to clean that kind of stains.
I think no one heard me.
I wake up with my mom screaming.
I ran down stairs ready too explain any evidence of last night.
But instead she was looking at the TV frightened.
- Honey, thank God I didn't let you go to Halloween, look what happened!
The news are showing a mass murder a few blocks away from the party that I went.
- What if it was you.
She hugged me in relief.
- Don't worry mom, I would never go into places like that.
- Promise me you'll stop going out, even at day, for a while. At least until the cops find something.
- Of course. I don't want to be the person that runs into the killer.- I said smiling.
I'm the one killing them.
YOU ARE READING
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.
