I'm huddled on the dirty ground. Holding my organs in as gravity tries to take them from me. Laughing is all I hear when my vision goes black. When I wake up I find myself on a cold metal table with leather straps on my wrists and ankles. Fear shines bright in my eyes as dark figures looms over me. It was him. The man who approached me and confused me. I also see men and women who come forward too with paint and sinister smiles on their faces. I see they have scalpels, knifes, and axes. That's the last thing I see before letting out one more scream before I'm gone. My parents read the head line," Real live doll."
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Scary Short Stories
HorrorI got some ideas off of American Horror Story so I'm making my own little scary one-shot collection so be expecting more. Feel free to comment for more scary stories or another long story I can take requests.
