She opened the door, there was a small reluctant creak to it when she pushed it away.
"Tom?" She called again. There wasn't an answer from the room "Are you in here? As she entered she found him, Tom. He was relaxed and loose not as tense as he used to be an hour or so ago. It was interesting to see him now, hanging from the ceiling like a rag. The chair wasn't far away either. His face was washed away and the color was long gone. She gasped In horror and neared him close. "Oh, Tom."
She turned away and flipped the chair back, dragging it closer to him. She stood on it and slowly resolved the rope. Something in her face changed, she smiled and brushed a hand across the man's hair. "Oh, Tom. How are you today my sweet?" She caressed him after letting him loose. "You know? Tiffany is waiting to see you."
She grabbed the body from the underarms and dragged it down the stairs into the kitchen. Right there her daughter waited patiently with a grin. "Here is daddy, Tiff, dear. Say hi!" Her daughter stayed silent and immobile in her seat. It didn't bother her, her daughter is quiet and shy after all. She is everything a parent could wish for, well, except for the incisions adorning her chest.
She pulled her hair up and smiled in adore for her family. Such beautiful people, she picked her daughters ears in play and grinned back at her sewn smile. You wouldn't be able to spy the tread without a close look at her mouth. "We are having pancakes this morning, my sweets." She whipped the batter and began to mix proudly. Serving breakfast was the best task for her, she got up and ran into her feet like a graceful antelope in a field. She looked at the clock and remembered her mother was coming. "Oh I'm sorry, Tiff, hun, but I'll need you two upstairs can you do that for me? I'll help you. Grandma is coming for a visit!"
She tied her husband up on his place and sat her daughter on the chair facing her smiling appearance towards him. "Don't worry, you'll meet my mother soon, sweet. Alright? I'll just her taken care of. I love you!" She returned to Tom and quickly leaned to kiss him before leaving the body to rot again. "Oh mother!" She called as she opened the door.
"Do you want to meet my family?"
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Short Original Horror Stories
Terror"With time I learned a thing or two. Do you know what's it like to have a secret desire to kill? There was ten of them, to begin with. Every single one of them was loud and wouldn't shut up. I guess they were excited. You know?" - (Story #3:) There...
