TwoSentenceHorror

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The last month of my life had been pure torture; every night, as soon as my eyes closed, I would hear a voice screaming my name, begging for my help...	6
I have always loved my family’s old country house, with its grand halls and its warren of secret passages running down to the sea...	5
The day that my daughter was born should have been the happiest day of my life...	5
I had been running from the Vampire Kings for months when I came across - and broke into - a little white clapboard church, certain that it would provide refuge from the imminent darknes and the monsters that came with it...	5
I shoved the evil doll into the furnace and locked the hatch behind it, listening with satisfaction as the evil thing began to scream...	5
I’ve been seeing Mitch for six months and, just last night, I realised that I had fallen in love with him...	5
Try as I might I couldn’t seem to stop rolling to the edge of the bed during the night, so much so that I was always kicking my blankets over the edge...	5
The storm last night was fierce, shaking the branches of the nearby trees and causing the branches of the oak tree in my garden to knock rhythmically against my window... Tonight, I sit awake behind my locked doors and tremble with fear - the skies are still and calm but the knocking continues.	5
I never understood how much I took life in England for granted until everything changed, until the pharmacies ran out of medicine and had no way to re-stock... I eked out another two weeks of life by begging for drugs at the hospital; after that it took me less than a month to die.	5
Two nights after spotting - and soaking - the dead girl on my roof I once again heard the ominous footsteps above my head...	5

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