When I saw my grandfather's body after he died from a heart attack in the bathtub, I finally understood why he was too embarrassed to show me his tattoos whenever I asked to see them.
After I pulled him out of the water, I felt betrayed by the memory of the loving man I knew when I saw that his entire back was covered in tattoos of Nazi swastikas and Ku Klux Klan insignias.
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Fragments of Fear - Two Sentence Horror Stories
HorrorFragments of Fear is a book of twisted tales told in only two sentences. Covering a wide range of genres and topics from psychological horror, cosmic horror, paranormal horror, body horror, shock horror and more. Some are funny, others are sad, then...
