Cassidy screams aren't heard as the figure of her nightmares drowns them out...
My mother runs up into my room and screams..
The figure quickly snaps her neck and rips her heart out and hands it to me.....
I drop it in horror..
The figure shows me something written on paper... It was a phone number.. For a mental hospital and it says away Tuesday..
"How... How could she do this?" I fall to the floor crying.. The figure just stands there......
"Who are you?...."
He disapeers... Leaving me and my dead mother alone...
"Wha.. What was that?..."
(Part 4 end)
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Trapped (a short horror story)
Krótkie OpowiadaniaTrapped is my own thought of horror written in a short story. I hope to make more soon.
