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

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I probably should’ve been scared when the hitchhiker said this car reminds him of a couple he’d killed.

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Gifted with the powers of god for one day, he granted all prayers to automatically come true.

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My twin sister and I always fought, but we had a pact if one of us ended up in a coma, the other would turn off life support to put them out of their misery.

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my twin sister and I made our own secret language when we were kids.

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“When you lose a child, you spend your life agonising in every stranger’s face, wondering if it could be them.”

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“Daddy wake up,” my daughter shakily whispers, “there’s an octopus man under my bed!”

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Just to be safe, I requested breathing holes for my coffin.

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"Let it go, let it gooooo", I heard my daughter cutely singing to her baby sibling upstairs.

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Doctors agreed the growing lump in my hand was a harmless cist.

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"A missing child that's terrible, I'm just a humble pig farmer officer but of course you can look in the barn, I have nothing to hide."

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
I probably should’ve been scared when the hitchhiker said this car reminds him of a couple he’d killed.	764
Gifted with the powers of god for one day, he granted all prayers to automatically come true.	745
My twin sister and I always fought, but we had a pact if one of us ended up in a coma, the other would turn off life support to put them out of their misery.	665
my twin sister and I made our own secret language when we were kids.	428
“When you lose a child, you spend your life agonising in every stranger’s face, wondering if it could be them.”	395
“Daddy wake up,” my daughter shakily whispers, “there’s an octopus man under my bed!”	381
Just to be safe, I requested breathing holes for my coffin.	376
"Let it go, let it gooooo", I heard my daughter cutely singing to her baby sibling upstairs.	369
Doctors agreed the growing lump in my hand was a harmless cist.	362
"A missing child that's terrible, I'm just a humble pig farmer officer but of course you can look in the barn, I have nothing to hide."	289