They say that the most catastrophical moments of your life are remembered most vividly. The morning that changed my existence is only but a ghost in the back of my mind.
What I can recall are simple routines followed by a feeling of intense, impending danger. It seems to have started, not when I awoke, but when I left my home. As soon as I stepped out of the door, I felt something almost pulling on my foot. I took another step out and the other slipped out from under me and I tumbled down the stairs , careful to protect my head. I felt a brush against my lips, so, natually, I touched them softly. I saw blood smeared on my fingers. I figured I scratched myself on the way down, so I retrieved a tissue and a mirror out of my purse and cleaned myself up. In the mirror, I could have sworn I saw something... a face. A grinning face. I turned around and saw nothing.
The next oddity happened as I retrieved my morning coffee. I cannot remember what I ordered, but as soon as I took a sip and placed it down, I noticed blood once again on the rim of the cup. I asked the barista for a tissue and cleaned myself up again. I went to wipe the blood off my cup, and nothing was on it. I gasped softly when I saw the foam on my coffee was formed into a discreet grin.
I stepped outside for a cigarette, and I could not get it to light. It seemed that every time I brought the tip of the cigarette to the flame, a gentle breeze came along. I looked up to see a familliar face. Grinning still.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?" I said through my teeth.
A soft, raspy voice emerged from that evil grin. "A kiss," it said before pressing against my gaping mouth.
What I felt next is something I cannot describe. All I know is that, from this point on, I cannot feel. I know I am not alive, only existing. I still see that grin when I close my eyes, but I cannot extinguish it. I know it holds my soul beneath its tongue, but maybe I'll feel better after a kiss...
~Don't ask a grin what it wants. You might not like the answer. Good night. Sleep tight.~
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Don't Get Scared
HorrorSome random creepy stories that I found on Pinterest. I will credit as many as possible, but I can't promise that I will be able to. I am not taking credit for any of these stories, and if they are, I will say at the beginning f the story that it w...
