I hug my dog closer to my body and nuzzle its mass of fur as I awaken to the sound of faint whimpers and raspy scratching from my window.
Feeling too lazy to get up from my couch, I open my eyes and turn my head to the sound of the scratches to find my dog on the other side of the window begging to be let in and an unfamiliar, hostile growl starts to fill the room.
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Bedtime Chills - Two liner horror stories
אימהTwo sentences horror stories. The plots and characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ALL of the stories in here are 100% penned by me. Please respect this. Do not steal and use it...
