~ Horror priče ~

~ Horror priče ~

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~ Ovo su kratke horror priče ~ &amp;nbsp; ( nemaju veze jedna sa drugom) Ukleta kuća U mojoj ulici vekovima postoji jedna kuća na sprat. Izgledala je kao i svaka druga kuca samo sto je bila veoma stara i pored nje se nalazilo groblje. Po gradu se vrtela priča kako je ta kuća ukleta ali ja sam hiljadu puta prošla pored nje i ništa mi se nije desilo. Bar ne do danas... Izašla sam sa dve drugarice da se prošetamo. Često izlazimo pa nam je bilo dosadno da svaki put idemo na ista mesta.Ovog puta slozile smo se da odemo na to isto groblje pored te kuće. Sve je bilo super a zabavljale smo se pričajući horror priče. A onda se moja drugarica unezverila a pogled joj je bio uprt u prozor kuće. Pitale smo je šta se desilo. Rekla nam je da je videla ženu u beloj haljini.Kada smo mi pogledale nije bilo ničega. Ubedile smo je da nije bilo ništa.Ali nam opet nije bilo sve jedno pa smo odlučile da krenemo kući. Morale smo da prodjemo pored te kuće. Krenule smo i kada smo prolazile pored vrata iznutra čule dozivanje u pomoć. Neka neobjašnjiva sila nas je vukla da vidimo šta je unutra. Prva sam ušla ja pa njih dve odmah za mnom. Obilazile smo prostorije i sve su izgledale slično a imale smo osećaj da smo u nekakvom lavirintu. Ponovo smo čule isti glas koji zove u pomoć (sada je bio bliži) Uputile smo se u sobu sa crvenim vratima i kada sam otvorila vrata ispred nas se pojavila žena u beloj krvavoj haljini i počela da vrišti: VRATITE MI DETE!!! NAs tri smo počele očajnički da bežimo ali nam je na umu bilo samo da dodje svako svojoj kući. Uskoro sam čula da ta kuća nije ukleta već u njoj živi žena u beloj haljini kojoj su odavno dete ubili i od tada ko god da udje u kuću ona ga ubije da bi mu se osvetila....
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