I walked into the room to see my parents sitting round a table in the darkness, one candle was lit and they were holding hands.
"He's here, I can feel it," whispered my mother
YOU ARE READING
My book of horror stories
Short Story❝𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔❞ Currently rewriting
He's here
I walked into the room to see my parents sitting round a table in the darkness, one candle was lit and they were holding hands.
"He's here, I can feel it," whispered my mother