Taking Out the Trash
This morning, I was awakened by banging and clattering. My wife was downstairs making breakfast. She doesn't usually make this much noise. I went downstairs to the kitchen. My wife had her back to me and she was cutting something up in the sink. I said, "Good morning" but she ignored me.
Then, I remembered what happened last night. My wife caught me cheating on her and we had a violent argument. So, today she must be giving me the silent treatment. How long can that last?
I sat down at the table and asked her when breakfast would be ready, but she continued to ignore me. Then I looked at the clock. It was almost time to go to work. I raced upstairs and hurriedly changed into my suit. When I came back down, my wife was out in the garden doing something.
I always take out the trash before I go to work, so I grabbed the big black plastic bag in the kitchen. It was unusually heavy. She hadn't just double-bagged it. She had used about 4 or 5 black garbage bags. I dragged it out to the end of the driveway and left it on curb.
It was so heavy, I wondered what was in there. My curiosity got the better of me. I untied the knot and took a look inside...
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Scary Urban Legends
Short StoryMost of these stories are NOT mine. I got them from the internet. Some are mine and when it is, it's mentioned in that part. This book contains readers stories and different types of series, one of them being the riddle series which a lot of readers...