Ink's Horror Stories

Ink's Horror Stories

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Welcome to my book full of short horror stories! Be aware the scares! This book contains stories that will give you chills down your spine, from ghosts to scary creatures to mad living dummies... *cough* Slappy *cough*... Also don't forget to play the music as you read! (the music makes it creepier that way ;-) ) (Note: I only own some pictures, any pictures I don't own go to the person who did or took them. I don't own any of the music either.) Cover belongs to me.
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We all know that Franz Mahar is the one who created Wally, Slappy, and Snappy. But what we did not know is that Mahar had a son. And his son got married. And the married couple had a baby girl named Shelly. What will happen when Shelly finds out that her grandfather was responsible for the puppets' existence? "At least, you are using your time wisely and practicing your memory skills," my dad commented. "There are some teenagers out there that are something else." "No need to worry, mom and dad." I hugged them. "When I turn thirteen, I will still be my sweet self. I will be a hard worker at school, read and write stories, and love you guys." My parents smiled and hugged me back. "We love you, sweetheart." "I love you too." They kissed my head. "Your dad and I will start supper soon," my mom said. "In the meantime, you should start working on your homework." I nodded. "Okay." I hurried upstairs to my room and threw my backpack on the floor. "Slappy! Snappy!" I called. "I am finally home!" I then felt two pairs of wooden hands wrapping themselves around my legs.

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