I wonder if she loves me.
It's nearly impossible to tell.
The way she stares into my eyes. Her beautiful brown irises looking at my face, straight into me.
The way she lays with me, she's so trusting, warming.
The way she wraps her arms around me. Holding onto me, her arms draping down my sides and resting just around my waist.
Again I stare into her eyes. They're tearing up now. Why?
I don't want to be the last sight I ever see to be this girl crying before me.
Who is she again? A sister? A cousin? A friend? A wife?
She's beautiful whoever she is.
My vision blurs.
The pain in my stomach goes away.
Everything goes blank.
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Collection of Short Scary Stories
HororThis is, as the title implies, a collection of short scary stories. All of these stories, unless otherwise marked, are written by me. If you wish to use them I would allow you to do so but I ask that you give me credit. Genre: Horror, Fiction Update...
