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

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Falling in dreams has always been a sure way to make sure I wake up immediately.

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I've used to love the holidays, especially when I could look out my window and enjoy the falling snow and laughs of children.

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During that "time of the month", I was always mindful of potentially waking up to a little blood in my bed.

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When I was a young lad, my troublemaking friends and I found pleasure in teasing the blind homeless man on the street corner every chance we got.

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The precious girl was unaware as I caressed her pretty head that these moments would be her last.

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Twas the Night before Christmas, or so I should say.

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I've never been a fan of flies, especially when that one sneaky asshole gets in the house and keeps buzzing in your ear as it passes by.

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I sat there, LOST in my own train of thought, crying as the shadow loomed over me.

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I woke up, excited for a day off as I hopped out of bed and walk towards the kitchen to make breakfast.

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Her voice was so beautifully entrancing, like the soft caress of an angel as she whispers the most divine pleasantries.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
Falling in dreams has always been a sure way to make sure I wake up immediately.	13
I've used to love the holidays, especially when I could look out my window and enjoy the falling snow and laughs of children.	13
During that "time of the month", I was always mindful of potentially waking up to a little blood in my bed.	13
When I was a young lad, my troublemaking friends and I found pleasure in teasing the blind homeless man on the street corner every chance we got.	12
The precious girl was unaware as I caressed her pretty head that these moments would be her last.	12
Twas the Night before Christmas, or so I should say.	12
I've never been a fan of flies, especially when that one sneaky asshole gets in the house and keeps buzzing in your ear as it passes by.	12
I sat there, LOST in my own train of thought, crying as the shadow loomed over me.	11
I woke up, excited for a day off as I hopped out of bed and walk towards the kitchen to make breakfast.	11
Her voice was so beautifully entrancing, like the soft caress of an angel as she whispers the most divine pleasantries.	11