From Salon.com
For months I've followed you everywhere — running to catch the bus, dancing with your husband on your birthday, bending (unseen, you thought) to steal a neighbor's flower. But I let you see me only now, my face behind you in the bathroom mirror in the middle of the night, because we're so close to being together forever.
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Short Horror Stories- #Wattys2015
Historia CortaI'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...
