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

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At the 142nd floor, I made eye contact with someone through the window whose face twisted into a horrified expression.

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They found her body one month later with a simple message deeply carved into her deteriorating, bloated skin.

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The grim reaper promised me a few more years, but it'd be on borrowed time.

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I asked her, would you prefer physical or psychological torture while displaying an array of sharp, dull, and rusted knives.

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The woman collapsed with several vertebrae mysteriously and violently severed.

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I finally opened my eyes after my tattoo artist finished the piece that meant so much to me.

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The young mother finally escaped the killer clown's clutches, tasting relief for the first time in months.

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They smiled and laughed incessantly at tragedy, at disease, during torture and war.

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I woke up to dozens of texts saying things like, "You have two hours", "Tick tock", "30 minutes left", and "Times up. "

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I snooped my boyfriend's search history and blushed when I saw, "how to please her more", "tongue foreplay", and "female erogenous zones."

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
At the 142nd floor, I made eye contact with someone through the window whose face twisted into a horrified expression.	827
They found her body one month later with a simple message deeply carved into her deteriorating, bloated skin.	740
The grim reaper promised me a few more years, but it'd be on borrowed time.	717
I asked her, would you prefer physical or psychological torture while displaying an array of sharp, dull, and rusted knives.	652
The woman collapsed with several vertebrae mysteriously and violently severed.	621
I finally opened my eyes after my tattoo artist finished the piece that meant so much to me.	544
The young mother finally escaped the killer clown's clutches, tasting relief for the first time in months.	481
They smiled and laughed incessantly at tragedy, at disease, during torture and war.	432
I woke up to dozens of texts saying things like, "You have two hours", "Tick tock", "30 minutes left", and "Times up. "	401
I snooped my boyfriend's search history and blushed when I saw, "how to please her more", "tongue foreplay", and "female erogenous zones."	384