Hello my name is Anya, I am five years old, I have twins baby sisters their names are Abby and Archie I don't how old they are but my mommy says they are very small as they can't talk they only make strange sounds and can only crawl so I am suppose to be really careful when I am playing with them. We always play together, mommy tells that I should always look after them as they are very small. But I always get bored playing with toys with them. I had other games in mind that I wanted to play.
One morning after daddy left for work, mommy placed all the toys on the floor in my room and told me to play with Abby and Archie while she continued to do the household. I tried to play with my stuffed teddy bear but Archie kept grabbing it from me while Abby tried to get on my lap. They were quite a nuisance , ever since they were born mom would cuddle them more often, daddy would carry them when he came from work and whoever came home would bring presents for them and compliment on how cute they are.
It was almost like I no longer existed. I felt invisible.
Mommy entered the room and told me she was going to aunt Suzie's place who was our next door neighbour and told me keep watch on the twins as soon as she walks out of the front door I get up and walk out of the room. The twins follow me crawling on their bellies.
I walk into the kitchen, we have quite a big oven, mommy always makes cookies , cakes and muffins , I would love them. It was located just above the floor so I didn't have to get a chair to reach it.
I grabbed the handle of the oven door and pulled with all my might , it wouldn't budge after a few struggles I let it swing open. Abby was staring at me with her doe eyes and crawled inside the oven and sat there. I closed the oven and pushed some buttons on the appliance and walked out of the kitchen with Archie behind me. I went to the laundry room and opened the massive washing machine door and let Archie crawl inside it , once she is inside I slam the door shut and press some buttons on the machine and return to my room .
After a few minutes I hear the front door slam shut, I walk towards the stairs and see mommy entering the kitchen , she screams terribly walking up to me she shakes me violently and asks where is Archie and I tell her she is in the washing machine. Her eyes widen she leaves my arms and runs towards the laundry room. I guess I am in trouble now but I think playtime was really fun.
YOU ARE READING
SHORT HORROR STORIES
HorrorA set of horror short stories in which it portrays your most frightening imaginations. Some I have made up myself and while some are true stories. some of these include an imaginary friend, an abondaned hotel , a haunted picture and many more they...
