With tears rolling down my face, I signed my suicide note and picked up the knife.
Once I began to cut my veins, the man holding a gun on my little girl's head smiled.
The last thing I heard was a gun shot that echoed in the room.
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Three Sentence Horror Stories
Horror{Updates Every Week} Just a few things I picked up here and there to make me go to sleep. Some of these stories would just be one sentence or two. But even simple words can run a chill down your spine. Take note that most of these are not mine. High...
