Mini Horror Stories

The boy down the street

There is this boy down the street that I love to play with his name is Jason,he's very nice and my age one day I told my mom about Jason and described him to her.She looked like she had seen a ghost and she went pale then said "just go play I'm gonna make myself a tea" so I nodded and went outside and saw Jason we played for a bit then went back inside my mom called me to go sit on the couch and sat me down.She said "Jason died 5 years ago he's not alive" I froze in place and my face went pale when I realized I had been playing with a ghost boy all this time.After that day I never saw that boy ever again..