Short stories

Willow tree 💙♥️

Tw: suicide, death, gore?, creepy?, idk blood please tell me what y'all think counts for this one because I technically didn't write this from my heart, my ex gave the prompt and told me to write it so it really has a lot of fucked up shit.

The boy sat beneath the tree, crying. The tree reached so high above him, he wondered what it would be like to climb it. And so he did, he climbed the tree all the way to the top, he smiled down at the autumn ground. As he looked around his foot began to slip, and down he went falling and falling, but he didn't hit the floor for instead the willow tree caught him. "Why are you falling?" It asked "because I slipped" he replied "no I don't think that's right" the tree sounded angry but he couldn't understand why. But the tree let him down and said in a stern voice "go home" and shoved him with her branch. He nodded before scurrying home. Upon entering his home he felt a sudden wave of sadness and blood hit him, his mother sat at the kitchen table shotgun in hand head missing. The boy screamed in horror running to his mother "mom!" He yelled "what happened why would you do this?!" He yelled out crying harder as he looked around seeing blood everywhere he cried and cried as he went into his room, he hated the sights he'd been forced to see unable to stop them, he looked around trying to find any one else alive in the house. Only to find he was all alone. He ran out of the house "Willow tree!" He shouted out to the tree "my family is dead!" He cried but the tree stood there motionless "speak to me please!" He continued. "Why do you shout?" Asked a young voice behind him "because my family is dead" he yelled out to her when he looked towards her "so what should we do?" She asked, he stood there unsure before answering coldly "kill me" he fell to his knees and let out a hard sob "just fucking kill me" he screamed to the girl. She stood there watching before she turned and walked away the boy didn't care and just cried, after some time though she returned and with her she brought a tall man whose arms were made of twigs and his legs were long and skinny, hairy too like a spider, he wore a paper crown and a white mask with two beedy black holes for eyes. He cried out as he watched it grow closer "please" he pleaded as the tall man grabbed him by his hair. The tall man looked at the little girl and all she did was nod. Immediately the man looked back at the crying boy and raised his hand which turned into a sharp knife, he brought down his arm fast and sharp. Decapitating the boy instantly.