My husband and I moved into an apartment at the top of the complex last year. When we looked around, we saw there was a small attic which was weird. We never thought there was an attic and nobody ever told/showed us one.
When we went into the attic, there were a bunch of hides that were skinned rolled up. When we unrolled them, we saw they were rugs. On eat rug, was a date and a name. We figured that the date was the day they were made and the name was the person who made them. How we were wrong.
Out of curiosity, I made a list of the names and looked the people up. When I looked them up though, I saw that they were all missing persons; never found. It was quite creepy and odd so I brought the rugs into the police department and pointed out the names.
The next day, I got a call from the police. They asked me to come and and when I asked why they said "Because those rugs were not animal skins."
YOU ARE READING
Little Terrors
KorkuThese are short stories . I will continue to update as often as I can but I need to finish my story "my many colors". If you haven't read what I have so far, go ahead and do so if you would like. It's my first actual story.
