The little girl swung from the large oak tree, a smile gracing her calm face.
The noose twisted in the wind as her corpse went to and fro.
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Two Sentence Horror Stories (Rewritten)
HorrorNew Cover, New Stories. As I said before, some are mine, some are not.
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The little girl swung from the large oak tree, a smile gracing her calm face.
The noose twisted in the wind as her corpse went to and fro.
