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

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The most disturbing part of rain on a late night isn’t the lack of sight in the darkness, and it surely isn’t the loss of sound.

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The sound of dripping rang loudly from my bathroom, but I assumed it was a leaky faucet and paid it no attention.

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I lay motionless in my own blood, the explosion of fireworks reflect off the eyes of a drooling figure.

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Through my window blinds, I could the see the shadowed motion of a figure wrapping my house in what I thought was paper.

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My mother rushed into the bathroom and cried into my shoulder when she found me on the floor with cuts all over my arms.

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As an older model, I never turned down a job opportunity even if the gig felt shady.

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I waited under the only functioning street light, finding comfort in its warmth.

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After hours of astral projecting, I followed the silver cord home.

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Skin began to melt off my wrists from how much I tried to yank them out of knotted rope, my teeth grind until they feel like saw dust.

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My index and ring finger held my eyelids open as my middle finger slipped along the surface of my eye, viciously searching for a bothersome eyelash.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
The most disturbing part of rain on a late night isn’t the lack of sight in the darkness, and it surely isn’t the loss of sound.	393
The sound of dripping rang loudly from my bathroom, but I assumed it was a leaky faucet and paid it no attention.	73
I lay motionless in my own blood, the explosion of fireworks reflect off the eyes of a drooling figure.	67
Through my window blinds, I could the see the shadowed motion of a figure wrapping my house in what I thought was paper.	52
My mother rushed into the bathroom and cried into my shoulder when she found me on the floor with cuts all over my arms.	40
As an older model, I never turned down a job opportunity even if the gig felt shady.	40
I waited under the only functioning street light, finding comfort in its warmth.	36
After hours of astral projecting, I followed the silver cord home.	33
Skin began to melt off my wrists from how much I tried to yank them out of knotted rope, my teeth grind until they feel like saw dust.	20
My index and ring finger held my eyelids open as my middle finger slipped along the surface of my eye, viciously searching for a bothersome eyelash.	19