"Honey, monsters aren't real." Little does she know, I'm not her son. Nor that I've been feeding off her slowly as she sleeps deeply and peacefully. She staggers softly to the side as I creep up behind her, hugging her leg. What she doesn't feel is I'm taking her soul with me now.
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Horror / Scary Stories
HorrorEach may vary in size or scare factor. Everyone's threshold for being scared is different. Some may be very scary or just slightly goosebumps ridden. I am trying my hand at horror/scary stories. I hope all enjoy and are spooked. Yes I will be wri...
