You go ahead and think that Hell is a place where you roll a stone forever or burn for centuries. Yeah you go and think that, because what Hell really is, is slowly... very slowly... being picked apart with tweezers. It's being dipped in acid little by little, your torturer letting the flesh and muscle sizzle before they let you down a lil bit more. Hell is being suffocated with hunks of meat and flesh from your dead wife. I would know this because the men in my basement screams tell me everything I need to know.
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(ORIGINAL)Short horror stories.
HorrorHello and welcome to my short horror story book, in this book you'll read my original spooky tales! You are allowed to use my stories in your own book (if you're doing a horror story collection) just let me know and give me a tiny bit of credit. Any...
