Short stories

Short stories

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Reaching out a hand the girl gently pressed against the smooth cold surface of the mirror, as she pressed harder it seemed to ripple beneath her splayed fingers. Like water that had been disturbed; the mirror was now disturbed. The girl turned and looked up "well, are you coming?" Without waiting for a response she glided into the mirror. The short stories have only just begun.
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Moss stared at me, his eyes glowing a vibrant kind of green. He ran his hand through his brown hair and grinned at me. "Didn't I tell you to stay out my room?" He said while lazily walking over to me with a limp. "I'm sorry..uh- I'll leave now!" I get up and run to the door but with a blank of an eye he was in front of me. "Don't leave just yet..I'm hungry you know." He chuckled and placed his hand on my shoulder. It felt like a millon weights were on that one shoulder and I fell to the ground instantly. "No! Stop!" I scream as he plants his teeth into my neck and I let the darkness consume me.

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