"Stop hiding, young lady! Just show yourself out," He cooed as I pulled my legs further behind the curtains. I could hear the clink of his newly polished knife as he trudged down the house. I shut my eyes tight as tears rolled down my cheeks when suddenly a strong pair of hands grabbed my shoulders out of nowhere and ripped me out from my hiding place. I screamed my lungs out as I struggled under his clutches. "Stop overreacting, Noira!" He screamed as he started working with his knife. I wailed, "I WON'T! I HATE APPLES!"
Tiny horror stories
By samyaansari_
Tiny horror stories (Doesn't exceed 100 words) None of these stories is from other books or online. These wer... More