Horror short stories
Two sentences in, you already regret reading it. Thirty seconds each.
Horror
The babysitter texted: the kids are asleep, everything's fine. We don't have kids.
My wife read it out loud twice. We were forty minutes into a movie on our couch. There is no upstairs in our house. I called the number. A young wom…
HorrorMy daughter drew four stick figures. She labeled the extra one "the other mom — she sleeps under my bed."
I laughed. I said, "Great imagination, bug." She corrected me the way six-year-olds do — patiently, like I was the slow one. "She's not imagination. …