Don't be afraid to read🎃🕸️ Scary short stories: Alone
Waking up alone, just like yesterday, just like the
day before. It’s been 2 months since my parents sent me (or that’s what I’ve
been told) to this scary orphanage. Maybe 3, I’ve lost count. At first, when
those grim women took me against my will in that gory van it didn’t bother me.
I was walking down the street on Halloween day, so I thought it was just a
silly joke my parents had planned. They were there, sitting next to me. But as
soon as I saw their pale faces I knew something was happening, something with a
I haven’t seen them since then.
Nuria Jiménez Hernández 2BB