Three-sentence horror story: SNACKTIME
Horror in three sentences. IN THREE SENTENCES, PEOPLE. Come read it!
Okay, so I promised that not all of my three-sentence stories would be horror. But this third one is, too. Sorry. Stay tuned for other genres!
SNACKTIME
by Courtney Cantrell
When she stepped out of the bedroom at 3:00 a.m. to grab a snack, she felt compelled to turn and look down the hall.
At the head of the stairs slouched a thing, its claws tick-ticking against the hardwood floor.
It grinned at her, displaying a maw of sharp teeth, before it skittered into the baby’s room.
THE END
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*Shudder*
*grin*