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<<<<THE LEGEND>>>>
Once there was a young girl, who fell deeply in love with the most eligable bachelor. He was attracted to her too, but for different reasons. Her money. That summer they were married, but soon after the girl was found with her hands and lower body cut off, her husband missing. They performed an autopsy on the young girl and discovered she was pregnant, murdered 9 weeks into her pregnancy. Now her spirit lives on with her hands replaced by knives, she is angry at her baby, believing it was the cause of her husband murdering her, she now preys on any little child who dares to be outside after sunset.
<<<<THE STORY>>>>
The little girl's mom asked her to go to the store one evening. It was already 7:36, and the sun set at 8:00. She had heard the legends, but not wanting to go against her mother, she decided she would quickly go to the store, then make her way home before sunset. Her mother gave her the money, and told her to hurry, because she was locking the door at 8:00. The girl went to the store and got what her mother needed, she was speeding home when she herd from behind her....
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She walked faster, the sounds got faster.
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She broke into a run.
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She saw her house and gave extra effort to run, when she got to the door and tried opening it......., it was locked.
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Then she died.
In the morning, when the girls mother opened the door to go get her mail, she was met with the sight of her daughter, stabbed, chopped, and ripped in to pieces. The words written beside her body read...
Dear Child's Mother,
You should have opened the door.
Signed,
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HororSHORT HORROR STORIES BY: Clem E. Vaughn Don't turn off your lights. You might not like what watches you in the dark. (THIS ACCOUNT USE TO BE MY SISTER'S AND I DON'T OWN THIS STORY)
