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

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Sick of my douchebag brother's constant stream of homophobic abuse, I chucked his vape pen out of the window while Mom was driving.

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"Jesus Christ please send help, my husband just collapsed and he's foaming at the mouth!"

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I let my daughter play with my iPhone while I made dinner.

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As the poison shut down my body, I wretched in agony at the mute horror etched into my children's frozen faces, powerless to save them.

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At first, we just assumed that clouds were blocking our view.

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Eyes flooded with tears, I shakily.picked up the bloodstained note, depicting my child's anguished final moments before they chose to end their suffering.

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My parents always reminded me to "keep Christ in Christmas," so I decided to continue the tradition.

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As the rapture began, an absolute calm enveloped me as I floated into the air, past the treeline, past my fears, past my deadlines, past my demons.

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"I know he's autistic, but he's my baby boy and I love him!"

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After being resuscitated, I longed for the sweet, brief oblivion that was my death.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
Sick of my douchebag brother's constant stream of homophobic abuse, I chucked his vape pen out of the window while Mom was driving.	158
"Jesus Christ please send help, my husband just collapsed and he's foaming at the mouth!"	156
I let my daughter play with my iPhone while I made dinner.	147
As the poison shut down my body, I wretched in agony at the mute horror etched into my children's frozen faces, powerless to save them.	135
At first, we just assumed that clouds were blocking our view.	118
Eyes flooded with tears, I shakily.picked up the bloodstained note, depicting my child's anguished final moments before they chose to end their suffering.	107
My parents always reminded me to "keep Christ in Christmas," so I decided to continue the tradition.	107
As the rapture began, an absolute calm enveloped me as I floated into the air, past the treeline, past my fears, past my deadlines, past my demons.	90
"I know he's autistic, but he's my baby boy and I love him!"	66
After being resuscitated, I longed for the sweet, brief oblivion that was my death.	57