Mr Walker had just bought a new car. It was silver, the metal gleaming and the glass, clear and crystal. It had been expensive but he knew he could make it last.
The evening after he had purchased the car, he was cleaning one of the car windows. He saw his 4 year old son on the other side of the car playing with what he expected to be a sponge. Mr Walker finished the left side and picked up his toolbox and bucket to wash the right but as he neared the windows, he saw that his son hadn't been playing with a sponge, but instead he was holding a sharp stone in his hands. The boy had scratched the side of his new car. In anger, Mr Walker snatched the stone from his son's grasp and began hitting his son on his hands with force. As his son started wailing, he looked at the boy's hand and saw blood dripping from the huge scars on his fingers. He'd used the stone to hammer the boy's hand.
Mr Walker clutched his head in frustration. Why had he hit his son? He plastered on a smile and walked into the hospital room his son was currently in. He cringed as he saw the bandages wrapped around his boy's hand. He had lost three fingers, all because of his father. Waves of guilt rushed over him. When he walked in, the boy looked at him in the eyes, slightly teary, "daddy, when will my fingers grow back?"
When he returned home, he kicked the new car. It was all because of the car. If he had never bought that stupid car then he wouldn't have hurt his son. As he bawled his eyes out, he crouched down and saw the scratch marks that his son had made. Rubbing away the tears he read, "I love my daddy"
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HorrorHighest rank: #7 in horror A couple of spine chilling horror stories, some made up by myself, some you can find on the internet. No copyright intended. Over a selection of 80 stories for you to read in the dark preferably, alone.
