Hello again. This is our second story that we have written. I hope you like it. Enjoy :)
I woke up to find my parents dead in front of me, blood seeping from there stomach. I looked down and saw my nightgown drenched in blood, and a blood stained knife on my right hand.
Was I the one who did this? Am I the monster who killed them? It can't be, I'm being framed right? I would never do this. Its all a lie. Tears started pouring down. I couldn't take the pain of knowing "I killed them".
I pointed the knife towards my stomach, and drove it through. Blood gushed out, and I started to loose consciousness. Before I completely lost conscious, I saw a face smiling down at me, waving goodbye...

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Short Horror Stories
AcakHello and welcome to our book of horror stories. I know we don't upload that often but we try! Anyways we hope you enjoy. ( If tou havent figured it out yet, by we I mean me and the other person that I'm writing with)