My daughter woke me around 11:50 last night.
Earlier my wife and I had picked her up from her friend Sally's birthday party, brought her home, and put her to bed. My wife went into the bedroom to read while I fell asleep watching the Braves game.
"Daddy," she whispered, tugging my shirt sleeve. "Guess how old I'm going to be next month."
"I don't know, beauty," I said as I slipped on my glasses. "How old?"
She smiled and held up four fingers.
It is 7:30 now. My wife and I have been up with her for almost 8 hours. She still refuses to tell us where she got them.
- Anon
* I felt like this story has to be read a certain way to fully understand the creepiness. Let me know in the comment section if you get it * - ES
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Tales of Terror
Short StoryA collection of short spooky, scary, creepy stories that I have found throughout the internet. I will make sure to give credit to creators when I can, if not it'll just be ANON. So bunker down, grab your blanket, turn off those lights & get immers...
