Short stories

The dark room♥️

Tw: bullying, fear of the dark, shadows in the dark, death, scary?, gore and death.

The boy held his breath, shut his eyes, and cried. His friends left him in this dark room. The shadows amongst him watched, and listened. He could hear his friends laughing as he was stuck, trapped, and scared. "Why are you so afraid?" Asked a kind voice from behind him, he didn't want to respond. But she sounded so kind "my friends trapped her here" he answered with a cry. "I hate the dark," he mumbled. "Really?" She said pausing "I have something for you" she said with a giddy sound. Not too far in front of the boy he heard a clatter. "What is it?" He asked. "A candle, light it for me would you" he nodded and reached out patting the floor in front of him to try and find it soon after a couple of pats, he grabbed ahold of it. "Got it!" He exclaimed before quieting down "good job" a smile audible in her voice "how do I light-" as he said that a floating flame appeared in front of him "that's how" she responded. He walked up to the flame, bringing the candle to it. As soon as it lit the flame vanished the voice started to laugh behind him. "Good job!" She cheered "now all you have to do" she said her voice dropping a bit, he could feel her put her hand on his shoulder "is look at me" she said as she forcefully made him look at her, her voice fully distorted. As he saw her face he screamed, sharp teeth longer than any he had seen poked out of all crevasses on her face, her eyes were black as coal dripping blood, and her nails were long knives, she began to cackle as she beheaded him and tore his body up.