Sydnie's life had gotten a little ... predictable. She went to the same boring job every day and had the same boring conversations until a mysterious stranger showed up and changed everything. What was his secret? Perhaps it had something to do with the Strawberry Watermelon Wendy's beverage he was constantly sipping from. Whatever it was, Sydnie wanted in.

"please give me another chance.." "i-i can't"

Highest rank: #7 in horror A couple of spine chilling horror stories, some made up by myself, some you can find on the internet. No copyright intended. Over a selection of 80 stories for you to read in the dark preferably, alone.

Requests are always open! While this isn't my first story/fanfic ever, it IS the first I've ever posted anywhere! I will write lemons/smut, or at least try to. Anyway request away and enjoy! Art is NOT mine unless I say otherwise!

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