The last thing I saw was my clock flashing 1:00 before the knife went right through me and his other arm covering my muffled screams I Sat upright relieved that it was just a dream.
Just then I saw the clock read 12:58, and heard my closet door Creak open.
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Short Creepy Horror Stories
Short StoryWho says a horror story has to be be pages and pages?here are some short stories which are guaranteed to creep you out
