The last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams. I sat bolt upright, relieved it was only a dream, but as I saw my alarm clock read 12:06, I heard my closet door creak open.
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Two-Sentence Horror Stories ■
HorrorStories that are two sentences long and scary. I do not own any of these stories unless otherwise stated. All credit goes to their original owners.
