When I was still in the orphanage, there was some kind of a legend.
It's called the clap game.
The rule is, you have to turn off the light, then sing the song. While chanting the spell, you have to clap your hands. After that, hide somewhere nearby. By count of 5, if you haven't find someplace to hide and you haven't close your eyes.
You'll have to die.We played that game every halloween.
We always won! No one ever dare to lose this game. Then, some years later. I was adopted.My adoptive parents are rich. So, they have a really huge house. I had so many hiding places in here!
Although, I lived with everything here. I still miss the warmth and laughter of my friends in the orphanage. My adoptive parents were on a work abroad. So, to kill the boredom and to remember my friends I decided to do our usual, the clap game.
So, I turned out the lever in the basement to turn off all the connected wires for the electricity throughout the house. With my flashlight, I was chanting the spell, and clapped my hands.
One and one
Turn off the lightsTwo and two
Play at the nightThree and three
Sing the songFour and four
She will comeFive and five
Come to takeSix and six
Take and goneSeven and seven
Go and hideEight and eight
And save your liveNine and nine
Now, close your eyesTen and ten
She's here to playI have to find somewhere to hide!
I tried to shape out the things, and found a door opened.
I went inside and locked it.
Now, I just have to wait for 1 minute and turn the lights back on.
And, the game is finished." Wait, young lad. You forgot to close your eyes. " A calm yet horrifying voice greeted me, as her frigid hand closed my eyes and gouge it out.
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Short StorySome 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...