Thriller Short Stories

I Wish

Rain pitter-patters against my window, with the wind whirling outside. A flash of lightning blinds temporarily until thunder screams, shaking my cabin. Since I live in an abandoned area with no one able to get here but the postman, I shiver in fear. I wonder, if these storms continue, my house will be gone.

On my coffee table, I play solitaire, winning for the third time this day. These days are the worst when I have read all of my books and done anything creative. Outside, a small, sleek black car saws through the heavy rain.Curiosity gets to the better of me, and I decide to look through my window. A lean man in all black steps out with a flat cap on top of his head.

He comes toward my door and knocks. Carefully, I open the door. I recognize him immediately. Sergeant Major Morris. Even though he's drenched in rain, I can still see his scrawny figure through the jacket. His hat covers his balding head perfectly. Grey hair sticks out on the ends, imitating that he has hair. I look up to him to see those familiar wild, crazed eyes staring down on my small figure.

Without a second thought, he pushes past me to sit on my worn-out yellow loveseat. He carefully looks at the stuffing and springs that start to spring out. No matter what I do it always comes back. He now looks at me with wide, terrified dark brown eyes. Oh no, the old man must've found a dead rat or something again. But why would he go to me? He starts shivering forcefully, eying my decaf coffee. God, he's such a joke. I hand him my last cup of coffee I can have until this rain stops.

Thunder rumbles loudly, making us both jump.

"Thanks," he mumbled in a soft, tired voice.

"You're welcome, Sergeant," I said, thinking of what to ask him."What brings you here?"

He mumbled something incoherent, which sounded like "monkey's paw" and "magic". I knew this is just our delusional Sergeant speaking, so I just nodded my head as he started speaking.

" I was told there was a monkey's paw at this woman's window, Mrs. Smith, and she tried to tell me her story. She was terrified saying that she asked this genie for three wishes, and... and that she asked for a monkey, since she always wanted one. By the way, she was a great storyteller, and I'm not; so bare with me," he said.

I just nodded my head in agreement, hoping that he gets to the point of this, obviously, fake story he must've made up.

He continued, " This is her first wish, and she gets what she wants, but there was something terribly wrong with the monkey. His body was twisted like a snake curling up tight in a circle, and as his body kept twisting and twisting, his limbs started coming off-"

"This is nonsense!" I screamed cutting him off. "Nonsense, nonsense, nonsense. You mad man! This is absolute nonsense!" I kept on screaming until he put his cracked hand up to my mouth, shushing me. I bit his disgusting hand and said, " Why are you acting very strange, even more than normal?" He started rubbing his hand right where I bit him, and didn't reply because he was gritting his teeth, hard.

Assuming he is injured from the blood dripping from his hand, I ran into my basement as the delusional man ran after me, calling, "Come back here before the monkey eats you too! He's coming for you and the rest of this small town! Please listen to me!"

I locked myself in the boiler room, and not replying to him. My heart is racing faster than I possibly ever could think it could go. As I look behind me, I saw a scraggly monkey paw caught in the machinery that I never knew I had.

I screamed back to Mr. Morris, "How can you be afraid?" I paused from my dry mouth desperate for that cup of coffee I gave to Sergeant Major Morris, and then continued, "-of a simple fake monkey hand?"

Then suddenly, it started to move, and I screamed at the top of my lungs for the final time that afternoon, forever.

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Here, this hasn't been edited, but I don't think I'm updating anymore. So, I'm going to just post all the stories that I have left, unedited.
I'm going to post the last short story I have after this in about a minute or two.
I have another story that I'm writing. It's about a teenage girl being a detective to avenge her best friend. I'm probably never going to post it, but I'm just telling you that it might show up one day or another.
So, to end this off, stay indecisive everyone! And I hope you're all doing fine during this pandemic that seems to be ending soon.