When, late at night, I found my wife weeping at table, I asked, "Honey what's wrong, why are you crying?"
"Because," she said, and showed me the bloody knife in her hand, "no matter what I do, you won't stay dead."
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Two Sentence Horror Stories
Short StoryTwo 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.
