Standing in front my coffin is making me feel weird.
So this is it. The end.
I'm gonna be buried and the world will go one without me.
The fact that I'm a twin is even worst.
Everyone is looking at the same face. One of them lifeless.
My sister, the family pride. The popular girl at school and the perfect daughter at home.
And then there's me. The twin that died tragically.
Our parents always swore they could tell us apart. But it's been a week since I killed my sister and assumed her identity.
No one noticed.
The tears are so fake that I have to hold my laugh back.
I'm sorry sis. I promise I'll take good care of your name.
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.
