/u/Azraktos's posts in /r/TwoSentenceHorror

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I've gotten used to my sister asking me to stitch up her stuff toys.

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"Dude how do you never fail to submit some really creepy stories on TwoSentenceHorror?"

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I could only watch as the kid was bound, gagged, and ushered into a van while the kidnappers merely smiled and nodded at me before rushing off.

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I tightened the noose around my neck and got ready to jump off the chair, ensuring my slow and painful death.

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I've gotten used to the heavy thuds produced by something running up and down my staircase late at night.

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On my tenth birthday, my grandmother gave me a very old and ugly stuffed toy, which I could only recognize as a bear due to the teeth and claws, and I planned to throw it away the very next day.

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"Mom, Charlie bit me!"

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When I was a child, it has always been a habit of mine to arrange my stuffed toys in a way that they look at me while I sleep.

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I was walking up a stairway when charred hands grabbed hold and dragged me to fiery pit, never to be seen again

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"Sing a song or I'll shoot!" I always say when I point a gun to people's heads.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
I've gotten used to my sister asking me to stitch up her stuff toys.	3533
"Dude how do you never fail to submit some really creepy stories on TwoSentenceHorror?"	367
I could only watch as the kid was bound, gagged, and ushered into a van while the kidnappers merely smiled and nodded at me before rushing off.	266
I tightened the noose around my neck and got ready to jump off the chair, ensuring my slow and painful death.	154
I've gotten used to the heavy thuds produced by something running up and down my staircase late at night.	89
On my tenth birthday, my grandmother gave me a very old and ugly stuffed toy, which I could only recognize as a bear due to the teeth and claws, and I planned to throw it away the very next day.	78
"Mom, Charlie bit me!"	61
When I was a child, it has always been a habit of mine to arrange my stuffed toys in a way that they look at me while I sleep.	60
I was walking up a stairway when charred hands grabbed hold and dragged me to fiery pit, never to be seen again	55
"Sing a song or I'll shoot!" I always say when I point a gun to people's heads.	46