My father always used to say you'll get what's coming to you and I really didn't know what he meant until this moment right now because I can't even move my arms and my chest it's the pressure. You see, I had decided to slip into old Widow Sturm's house and I stole a heavy silver candlestick as quiet as a rat, I snuck back out the basement climbing over this container with old wood on top. It's for catching rain, it's a cistern. The wood broke and I fell into this pot that has thick, slimy mud inside and I just keep sinking and as it reaches my nostrils I start to bubble and can't help but wonder if it's the candlestick that keeps pulling me down.
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Terrifying Short Scary Stories
HorrorThis book isn't like other scary story books on wattpad, they are stories no one has ever heard before! Get ready to be spooked in this collection of short scary stories I found on the web!
