Mommy told me never to go into the basement, but I wanted to see what was making that noise. It kind of sounded like a puppy, and I wanted to see the puppy, so I opened the basement door and tiptoed down a bit. I didn't see a puppy, and then mommy pulled me out of the basement and yelled at me. Mommy had never yelled at me before, and it made me feel sad and I cried. Then mommy told me never go into the basement again, and she gave me a cookie. That made me feel better, so I didn't ask why the boy in the basement was making noises like a puppy, or why he had no hands or feet.
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Short Horror Stories Book 2
HorrorWARNING!! These stories are true, life events of people who have encountered spirts, ghosts, demons and shadows. Read if you dare
