Random Horror Stories

Don't Forget Your Umbrella

It was pouring, harder and harder each time. It poured for hours on end. There was a young, little girl waiting on the bus. There was also a dark, tall figure beside her. It was almost all grey, but had red eyes, that almost looked bloodthirsty. It looked down at the young girl and smiled, with it's teeth that could kill anything with just one bite. The girl looked up and smiled also, with her eyes turning red and her smile, showing the long, deep scar on her face. The looked back at the street, and across was a young boy. The young boy did not notice the girl or her compainion. All he carried with him was a couple of textbooks and his cellphone. He was only waiting on the bus, but he was also waiting for his fate. He looked down at his cell and looked up when he heard the bus coming towards him a little bit away. He looked back down at his cell and looked up for a second, when he saw the last thing he would ever see. The girl and her companion. The girl and her compainion made it quick, not to waste a second. They got on the bus without hesitation. The boy's body was never found and nobody knew he was gone. That day, he did not have an umbrella. He met his fate, gravely. They said after the swift kill, "Never forget your umbrella."