My grandmother told me that it was a gift to see the angel of death in front of people's houses, to know that he'd be collecting someone there soon.
I thought it was a gift too, up until the day I began to see it in the front of every house.
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Two Sentence Horror Stories
KurzgeschichtenTwo Sentence Horror Stories That Will Keep You Up Tonight. Most of them aren't mine. I got them offline so credit to their rightful owners.
