Have you ever thought of a caretaker that kills her master overnight?
My name is Rosemary Hilton. Last February 12, 1963, I got hired by a rich man to take care of his ninety-eight year old mother in a small cottage. I didn't know what got into me. I wasn't myself. I killed his mother, and also killed him. Then I was with a man in black clothes afterwards.
*October 16, 1965*
His mother Marilynne was asleep as I was awake, drinking coffee in the kitchen. We were alone, because my master lives in another house. There was this man, staring at me from the window. He grinned at me. His grin was scary.
*October 17, 1965*
The next day, I was outside, lying on the ground, with a knife on my hand. There was blood on it. I didn't know what I did. I went inside, and blood was on the floor. I followed the bloodprints, and it directed to Marilynne's room. I was worried. What did I do? I opened the door, and saw Marilynne lying on the bed DEAD! Her eyes were opened, as she was stabbed on the head. I covered my mouth, shocked. I never knew I'd do such a thing like that. Then bloodprints were on the next room, and in the next room, was my master's DEAD body lying on the floor. His throat was cut. I dropped the knife in my hands, as I saw the man grinning again from across the room.
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100 HAUNTINGS
De TodoThis story contains lots of scary moments. Each chapter is a new horror story. Once you read this, you'll be leaving a light on when you sleep.
