The girl gripped my wrist and whispered:
" Where's my mummy, she should be here by now... Have you seen her?" Then she shouted "YOU KILLED HER, YOU KILLED MY MUMMY!"
I started to run, faster and faster, I turned around she was behind me. She caught up with me and held my hand and told me that I could have one more phone call. Somehow I realised what she meant...
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The Girl Who Cried Blood
Short StoryThis is the story of the girl who cried blood. If you are easily scared or usually get nightmares, I’d advise you to pick up another book about pixies, fairies and unicorns. I would, if I had a choice... but I don’t. If I don’t tell someone then I w...
