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I was not completely alone in the forest as I heard the brushing sound of someone stalking me, treading through the grass. I fell down and as the man's tall shadow loomed over me, I realized it was too late to scream.
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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...
