Scary? You have no idea... (Short horror stories)

Burns

The flesh around my freash wound began to melt, almost, and weild together, but i knew it would just open again soon. I squirmed and struggled, tring to escape from the pain that was enveloping my arm.

Slowly the man that was looming above me took the burning match away from my arm and blew it out, smiling. He walked off and i sat up on the small metal bed that was the only furnitue in the cramped room i was trapped in.

Tear began to drip down my face as i examined the newest wound to my collection. It hurt, but they all did.

The door opened again and i wimpered. A metal clang echoed around the room as a tray with a single piece of bread and a small cup of water on it hit the floor. The man chuckled sickeningly and stood in the open doorway, letting small rays of light enter.

"Dad. Please!" I begged in a quiet voice. "I'm sorry, i wont do it again." My father snarled.

"Dont call me that! You will never be my daughter! You are a murderer!" I whimpered again, feeling slightly pathetic and curled into a ball, ignoring the food on the floor. The 'man' left.

I wasn't a murderer! My mother died durng childbirth because the doctors hit an artery trying to get me out! I was a baby! How could i have murdered her? But my father obviously thought i had, and had been punishing me since i was 2.

I stared down at my body, scars and burns littered my body, blanketing my stomach and clothing my arms. I sighed, maybe i did deserve this...

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Hey guys, Now i know this isn't really a horror story but this was all i could come up with xD anyways, hopefully i will update some of my stories soon and im writing a new one too so...

bai, stitchezz  </3