A few weeks ago I met a girl. She was very beautiful, so I wanted to get to know her. When I first met her I obviously asked her for her name. But she didn't want to tell me. I found it kind of weird but I thought maybe she just had a weird name or she just wanted to get to know me first.
After a couple of days, we became friends. We talked almost everyday. One day while I was on the phone with her I asked her again for her name, but she would not tell me.
I was kind of annoyed that she wouldn't tell me, but I respected it.
After two weeks we actually went in our first date. I really got to know her. I learned a lot about her, except her name.
After a couple of dates, we were actually a couple. She still didn't tell me her name though. I was pretty upset that I didn't even know my girlfriend's name, but I called her "bunny" since it was her favorite animal.
Bunny was the love of my life. But after a few months of dating her, she told me that she had to go. She didn't tell me where or why. I asked her for her name one last time, and so she told me. Her name was "Rachel Shelly"
I didn't understand why she never told me her name before. I thought it was a pretty name. I even felt like I heard it before.
Once she had left, I decided to go online and look up her name.
To my surprise, I found multiple stories of a girl named Rachel Shelly who committed suicide by jumping off a bridge 5 years ago.
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Short horror stories
Short StoryI love reading short horror stories so I thought I would write some myself! I hope you enjoy! ~all stories written by me although some where inspired from other ideas~ ~cover to this story is a photo taken by me~ ~read this at night if you're adven...