"Daddy, I had a bad dream."
You blink your eyes and pull up your elbows. Your clock glows red in the darkness----3:23.
"Do you want to climb into bed and tell me about it?"
"No, Daddy"
The oddness of the situation wakes you up more fully.
You can barely make out your daughter's pale form in the darkness of your mom.
"Why not sweetie?"
"Because in my dream, when I told you about the dream the thing wearing Mommy's skin sat up"
For a moment, you feel paralyzed; you can't take your eyes off of your daughter. The covers behind you begin to shift.
YOU ARE READING
Short Horror Stories 2018
Short StoryHey everyone welcome back to a newest book; since it's almost Halloween. I'll be doing short horror stories maybe once of year for Halloween and; maybe a Dia De Los Muertos horror story for spanish. I hope you guys enjoy.
