I had black, straight, perfect hair. Besides the itching. It itched every day, every moment. One day I had decided I had had enough of this nuisance. I took a pair of scissors and whacked off the entirety of my hair leaving less than an adequate amount to make a ponytail. The itching became worse on my scalp, though, so I shaved my head. The itching went away. I looked at myself in the mirror to assess the damage, but to my horror thousands of dead spider bodies, torn to pieces, lay scattered on my bald head.
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Collection of Short Scary Stories
HorrorThis 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...
