The worst part of working the night shift at a store is having too close it.
You need to check the inventory, lock cash register along with the door. And put the mannequins in the storage room.
I hate to do the last part, those things scary the living shit out of me.
I close everything and start to pick them up.
While I'm going back and forth, I hear something falling behind me.
Reluctant I turn around to see one of the mannequins fell from the support.
You know what, that's a tomorow me problem, when it's day.
I go to pick the last two and froze in fear.
They are in a different position. Arms slightly up and heads turn in my direction.
I'm about to run off that place, but something holds me.
I scream and get ready to hit whatever it is.
- Hey, hands down.- It's my friend and also coworker.- I didn't knew you could get scared so easly.
- When i'm supposed to be alone in the store I get.- I said more relieved.- Why did you come back?
- I forgot my jacket. Need help finishing?
- Can you just put those two in the storage, please.- I point to the mannequins.
- Sure.
After that we leave and I close the door.
- Never do that again, you know the mannequins scare me.
- I didn't do anything to the mannequins. I was just planning to startle you while distracted.- He says looking at me confuse.
-What?- I said in a whisper.
We were standing at the store entrance, the air getting colder, when we hear a notice comming from the inside.
YOU ARE READING
Short scary stories
TerrorIn 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.
