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

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My two brothers and I sat in the security of my brick house, as outside we heard huffing and puffing and wild howls.

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“Officer, please understand, we had to eat our friend Kyle because otherwise we wouldn’t have survived the wilderness.”

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Mrs. Porter, it pains me to say that the baby wrapped the cord around his neck during the delivery.

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They had stolen and reposted every word of my autobiography on their blog

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I jumped off of the roof of the building, finally satisfied that my husband would never abuse me again.

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I knew the palm reader was the real deal when she told me that in my collection of former lives, she saw a Girl Scout, a teacher and even a fortune teller like herself.

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I felt a pained terror as the walls began to bleed.

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I told my daughter a lie about Heaven when we put her pet goldfish in the toilet.

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As I saw the shooting star, I wished for someone—anyone—to try and rescue me from the deserted island.

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As I knelt in my late wife’s crypt, I prayed to God, “please Lord, tell me what I should do now?”

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
My two brothers and I sat in the security of my brick house, as outside we heard huffing and puffing and wild howls.	1017
“Officer, please understand, we had to eat our friend Kyle because otherwise we wouldn’t have survived the wilderness.”	1016
Mrs. Porter, it pains me to say that the baby wrapped the cord around his neck during the delivery.	934
They had stolen and reposted every word of my autobiography on their blog	896
I jumped off of the roof of the building, finally satisfied that my husband would never abuse me again.	856
I knew the palm reader was the real deal when she told me that in my collection of former lives, she saw a Girl Scout, a teacher and even a fortune teller like herself.	631
I felt a pained terror as the walls began to bleed.	580
I told my daughter a lie about Heaven when we put her pet goldfish in the toilet.	450
As I saw the shooting star, I wished for someone—anyone—to try and rescue me from the deserted island.	402
As I knelt in my late wife’s crypt, I prayed to God, “please Lord, tell me what I should do now?”	316