It was a beautiful night. Not a cloud in the sky. The stars were shining ever so brightly. I sat on a park bench next to a pond. The ducks gracefully swam around.
Hi, I'm Anna. I have short curly brown hair. I also have hazel eyes. I'm 17.
A large drake (male duck) came up to me and let out a deafening quack. Ducks surrounded me. I gulped down my fear and tried to push through them. They wouldn't budge. They each pulled out 5 feathers. One jumped up and clawed my face. My eyes were scooped out and replaced with blood. I was screaming in pain and agony. These ducks were messed up, actually demented! They then shoved their feathers down my throat and up my nose. I choked. I could hear their quacks cackles. My world went black. I was killed by my favourite animal, a duck.
THE END!
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I know it's short but I will have a few more short ones then some long ones, hope you enjoyed.
No hate please.😅 By the way if you have any ideas to improve my story just let me know.
-Ashley
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Demented Ducks
Short StoryWhat happens when the friendly park ducks turn bad? Only short scary story! Please don't copy, this is my story. If copied please let me know