A/n I have no clue why its upside down, I tried to fix it, but nothing work sorry
This is my Creepypasta Story
“Mommy!” I pulled at her sleeve.
“What Ivy!” She said pulling her arm away. I had made her mad.
“Can i go pick some flowers?” I asked her.
“Yes, of course you can.” She said a bit annoyed that I had asked. I was only 4 so I was not too bright.
I ran around the yard picking up flowers left and right. I got closer to the edge of the woods. It seemed to lead me inside them. I peered into the woods. One rose bush stood there. It only had one rose. So bright and beautiful. I looked back at my mom. She had gotten back to reading her book. It would only take a second I thought.
I ran into the woods. I stopped in front of the bush. I reached up to grab the flower. I touched a thorn. I pulled my arm back. I watched as a small drop of blood fell onto the soil. It vanished and i ignored it. I grabbed the flower and went to pull on it. I stopped . The vines started to wrap around my arm. The thorns piercing my skin. They started to wrap around faster and faster. I screamed in pain as the vines started to wrap around my waist getting close to my head.
“Ivy!” My mother yelled as the vines enclosed my head. That was the last I heard of her. That's the last thing I heard.
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Ivy (Short Horror Story)
HorrorNo one thought nothing of it... When she asked to go pick flowers... The 4 year old... Disappeared...Kidnapped...Runaway Or is she right where she always has been... Slowly losing her mind... In a shell of pain... Slowly gaining control... Of what h...
