Friday Fears: Two Sentence Horror #5
It’s Friday, and time for more two sentence horror stories.
Here are two contributed by others
This morning I woke up covered in blood. It wasn’t mine…
By Jez Thorpe
The Storm driven wind was howling round the house like the moans of the restless dead. That was when I heard voices speaking my name.
By Jim King
And here’s one from me:
This morning there was a note stuck on the fridge saying, “I love you. Dx”. My husband used to leave that note for me every morning, until he died five years ago.
Happy Friday. Don’t have nightmares…