The covers are always a safe place in my bed, everyone's out and I'm home alone, I slip between the covers, trying not to think bad thoughts. In complete darkness I whisper to myself, "Is it stupid that I'm afraid?", "Don't worry, friend, they can't get us in here", it whispers back.
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Short Horror Stories- #Wattys2015
Short StoryI've always loved horror stories, so I decided I would make my own book. Not all of these stories are mine. If they aren't, I probably included the site. Hope you like it! Vote, comment. I really appreciate it when you do! This book has already go...
