I felt the spirit in the room, and my eyes darted around, finally landing on a young man — he was the spitting image of Emma. They’re twins, I thought, dreading the strong connection they had established since birth.
His teeth chattered each time he opened his mouth attempting to speak. “T-T-Tha-That’s no-n-not m-m-me up th-th-th-ere. It-t-it’s going-g t-t-to kill y-y-you.”
I didn’t go out for Halloween this year. And I won’t be going out ever.
As they got closer, I could see their necks were at odd angles, as if they were all snapped – some even looked detached with strings of muscle trying to hold everything together.
And if I’m going to be honest with you, I didn’t feel bad at all. In some weird and twisted way, all this amazed me.
I Googled My Parent’s New Address To Find Out What Was Wrong With Their House, And I Really Wish I Hadn’t
“I thought realtors were supposed to discuss when there’s something wrong with the house.”
You never cared to know my name; you always referred to me as “the creep who lives down the street.” It hurt my feelings; I was a nice guy, why couldn’t you see that?
I Knew There Was Something Off About My College Roommate, But I Never Would Have Guessed The Horrifying Truth
“Kill her. No-no-no. Yes – I love getting away with it, no – I can’t she’s my friend. Tonight – yes, yes – no.”