The last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams. I sat bolt upright, relieved it was only a dream, but as I saw my alarm clock read 12:06, I heard my closet door creak open.
Short Horror Stories- #Wattys...
By 2002ss
I've always loved horror stories, so I decided I would make my own book. Not all of these stories are mine. I... More