Late at night, I woke up from a bad dream. Suddenly, I feel thirsty. I walked down to drink a cup of coffee and saw my mother washing her hand on the sink.
" Hello, mom. " I greeted.
She doesn't say anything. And, keep on turning on the faucet.
But, when I walked out from the kitchen, I saw my mother going out of the bathroom, " Who are you talking to? "
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Horror Fiction
Historia CortaSome horror stories that will accompany your haunted nights. Read this at midnight with your lights off. Beware of the darkness, what's in your closet, behind the locked doors, basement, dark hallways, moreover, under your bed. ©Copyright by ficti...
