What does a heart attack feel like?
I swear I'm working up to one. My heart is beating so hard I fear my chest might break. My lungs are like stone and I feel like I can't take a deep breath. My legs are shaking uncontrollably, my skin is melting.
I feel like I'm dying. But I'm walking.
With every step I feel another sharp pain in my chest. I'm finally getting to the edge of the woods.
Among the bushes, I see a white fluff.
Could that be Missy?
My feet start to pick up speed, my heart blasting and my breath nearly out. I propel myself after the fluff as it darts through the bushes and deeper into the woods.
As I get further in, I stop, realizing that I'm never going to catch the cat and I'm very deep into the forest now.
Then, I hear a snap.
Not the snap of a twig, but the clamp of metal and a crunch.
Oh, god... please don't let it be...
I take a few more steps, my legs falling weak to this traumatic pressure.
"Oh, God..."
Behind a stump lies a metal trap. It's teeth clamped tightly around the small body. White hair now drenched in a bright piercing red that reaches further with every second. The trap completely cut through it; bones snapped, guts mashed and blood pooled.
But it's not a cat. It's not Missy.
It's a hare.
A white hare cut in half by the lethal trap.
But I think what's even more terrifying than the carcass in front of me, is the sounds coming from the ground beneath me.
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HorrorSPOOKY SHORT STORY | Remember the nursery rhyme of the boy who fell into the well? That boy grew into a man and he's still down there, longing for someone to find him and bring him back to the surface. When a paranoid woman happens upon him, she lea...
