Short Stories

Something stures in the night, the hair on your armes rise. You feel a worm breath on the back of your neck.
Is this the night you have feard all you life. The night you die?

"Fear the unknow, fear what you can't see in the dark; for you never know what you will find when the lights come back on!"

These are some of my darker thoughts and yes some dreams that I could not shake from my mind after waking.
Please R&R if you dare, but I can't guarente you will leave the same way you came in!