As usual, at ten thirty pm, I turn of the tv and throw the remotes somewhere I will struggle to find in the morning. Then, I head out of the living room, and brace myself for racing the devil up the stairs. My heart starts to beat quicker and quicker, ugh I can't do it. Shit! I have to, all I have to do is click it, push down on the small rectangular switch... Agh! I did it. Here I go. I move my short legs as fast as I can carry my weirdly disproportionate body. Fuck, my large arse foot caught on the last step, the last fucking one. My face slams on the landing, it was as if it was concrete, Jesus that's going to leave a mark.
My ankle... Part of my ankle was freezing, it felt like a hand, a bony, cold hand. I start to slide back down the stairs. I'm slowly getting engulfed into the darkness below.
Shit
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Short funny/scary
HorrorA short funny yet scary story. Kind of relatable, and i hope you enjoy!
