"When I was about six I was in the bathroom of my grandma's house playing "Bloody Mary" with my slightly older cousins. We were sitting on the floor in a circle. The only thing behind me was a wall and when they were doing the chant, I placed my hand on the ground to use as leverage to scoot myself in the corner for protection. When I did that, I touched a bare foot that was directly behind me. It felt like it was actually coming directly out of the wall. I screamed for someone to turn on the light and when they did, there was nothing there. Everyone's shoes were on so it couldn't have been one of our feet."
100 Short Horror Stories
By pinkerrror
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