Short Horror Stories
Beautiful nineteen year old Marcy Banks lay awake in her bed, restless after hearing on her local radio show of the escaping of a dangerous mental patient in her small town. She bolted her doors twice and made sure all the windows were shut tightly. She reached down to pet her dog, Rudy for assurance as she drifted into a thin and uneasy sleep. She was awoken by the sound of a drippp-dri-drippinngg coming from a 'loose faucet'. She rose from her bed and tightened all the faucets, and came back to her room, laying down, reaching her hand down for a lick from her dog Rudy. As Rudy licked her pretty slender hands, she continued to hear the dripping. Nevermind, she thought, thinking she'll fix it in the morning. She had almost forgotten about the unbelievable grim news she'd heard earlier this afternoon.
Awakening the next morning, she went into her bathroom, had having a wonderful sleep, but where was Rudy? "AAAAAAAHHHHH!!" She shrieked bringing her hands to her elegant, small mouth. There hung Rudy from a rusted chain, dead blood drippp-dri-drippinngg for his mouth and pelt. Marcy Banks then realized, backing away from the lifeless animal corspe, back hitting something behind her.... Humans can llliiicckkkk too....
I relate to Tinkerbelle because she needs attention or she dies....
Awakening the next morning, she went into her bathroom, had having a wonderful sleep, but where was Rudy? "AAAAAAAHHHHH!!" She shrieked bringing her hands to her elegant, small mouth. There hung Rudy from a rusted chain, dead blood drippp-dri-drippinngg for his mouth and pelt. Marcy Banks then realized, backing away from the lifeless animal corspe, back hitting something behind her.... Humans can llliiicckkkk too....
I relate to Tinkerbelle because she needs attention or she dies....
Short Horror Stories
I was sitting by the lake when my little brother had come rushing to me with a large, rusted fishing hook. "Cool!" I said. "Where'd you get it?" "A lady let me have it." "A lady? But there's no one else here!" "True...I wonder why it's so rusted." "Bro, that's not rust...that's dried blood!" My little brother dropped the fishing hook with a gasp, his hands covered in rich wet blood. That's when a nice-looking lady glided over to us, her hands wrapped in elegant white gloves. "Is there a problem?" She asked us. How could she ask us that, my brother had just touched a murder weapon! She picked up the murder weapon and twirled it around, her gloves soaked with blood. "Don't worry, your grandfather's back there, you can tell him." We rushed to the dock to find our grandfather...dead. I whirled to yell at the woman, who was grinning evily as the sound of police sirens came whirring.
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