"She died." I hear someone say.
"What do you mean she died? She came in for a broken wrist. How can she die from that?" I hear a familiar voice upset.
I'm not dead I'm right here. I hear the faint beeps of the monitors around me. Then one long screeching sound as someone pulled a wire off my tender body. What happened to me.
"Sometimes these things happen and we did what we could to save her I'm sorry for your loss." The man says again.
"She's not dead. She's not dead." The familiar voice says in agony.
"Security." The man calls. I can hear them approach. "Take this man up to psych, I'll be up to check him in shortly." He says a little too cheerful in my ears. They take him away as he calls to me and gets upset that he doesn't want to leave my side. I hear foot steps getting closer to me.
The screams were cut off as I hear a click on the monitor and the buzz I was used to fades away.
"I know you're in their child. Don't worry you wont feel a thing as I drain you of your blood."
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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...
