Mommy told me never to go in the basement, but I wanted to see what was making that noise.
It kind of sounded like a puppy, and I wanted to see the puppy, so I opened the basement door and tiptoed down a bit.
I didn't see a puppy, and then Mommy yanked me out of the basement and yelled at me.
Mommy had never yelled at me before, and it made me sad and I cried.
Then Mommy told me never to go into the basement again, and she gave me a cookie. That made me feel better, so I didn't ask her why the boy in the basement was making noises like a puppy, or why he had no hands or feet.
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Short Horror stories.
Short StoryHello. These are just a couple of short horror stories, Enjoy! All credit to the addictinal owners and some written by me.