You shiver in bed as a frosty chill of wind creeps through the cracks in the window.
With your eyes still closed, you grope for the warmth of your blanket that has slipped away from your body but instead of feeling a thick woolly blanket, a thin, flimsy and unfamiliar material covers your body, so you open your eyes and find yourself face to face with a lady in white.
YOU ARE READING
Bedtime Chills - Two liner horror stories
HorrorTwo 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...
