Everyday, just before I go to bed I hear screaming from the shed.
Today was no different.
At this point, I'm annoyed so, I go to investigate. My bright torch and, gun in hand.
"I thought I've told you before to stop making noise at night!" I scold the girl hanging from my ceiling by her arms ripping the gag from her mouth.
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Short creepy stories
HorrorMy short original creepy stories. Do not steal. I have friends in low places like under your bed. Image is not mine: I was too lazy to create an original cover
