I was always scared of the dark as a small child. I always had a nightlight on. It helped me sleep, so I could see that there were no monsters hiding in my room. One day, that privilege was quickly taken away from me, as they dragged me away to the prison camp, the last thing I saw was the nightlight.
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Horror Stories
HorrorJust some random horror stories that I think up. I will be updating every time I think of a new horror story. Which means you shouldn't have to wait long because, I think of lots of new ideas. Thank you for reading this and, I hope you enjoy! Highes...
