Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went, that lamb was sure to go.
She brought her lamb to school one day, the kids let out loud jeers.
The children took her lamb away, and Mary choked on tears.
Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was red with blood.
She took it's little body home, and swore she'd hurt them good.
Mary knew that lamb's blood called, things ancient hidden and deep.
As Mary painted signs of old, never did she weep.
Mary had a little lamb, it made her something scary.
Now I dare you, look into a mirror,
Whisper "bloody Mary"
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Short Horror Stories
HorrorShhh... Don't move. It's right behind you... ------ These are not mine, I have found it on the internet. They are guaranteed to send chills up your spine..
