Short Horror Stories 2018

Mother warned me

Mother always warned me not to cross the street. Mother warned me about those types of things. She said bad men would kidnap me, take me away.

I guess she was right, in a way. I crossed one day, because I was never a good child, and several men came out and picked me up and asked me many questions.

I don't know why she never wanted me to cross the street. All the men wore blue and had badges. I don't know why they put silver bracelets on Mother. I don't know why Mother attempted to bite one of them.

I don't know a lot of things, I suppose. And years later, I'll never know why he made me call her Mother.