It was never born. I was never born. That is until he came along.
The Joker. He brought me back to life. A lot of people think that it's the joker from batman, or the joker from 'the story of jeff', but no... this joker, is a joke!
"Marisa! Marisa, I need you!" He yelled at me.
Uh oh.
"I have a new joke!" He added.
I slowly but carefully walked down the stairs.
"WONDERFUL SIR! I'm sorry that it took so long," I said quietly.
"This ones for you," he whispered. I gulped.
"What did the girl do, when she was with the JOKER!?!" He asked with an evil cackle.
I shrugged.
He glared.
"I'M SORRY SIR, I HAVE NO IDEA," I said instead.
"Oh darling, it's NOT okay!" He yelled harshly, making me jump.
He took out a small knife and carved it into my chest. I flinched.
"Do you know what happened, Marisa?" He asked.
I shook my head no, not even bothering to say sir.
"She died!" He said with a blank face.
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Horror Stories
Short StoryThese are some short/long horror stories that authors have created and my own! Here is a small sample: Ever feel like you're being watched, by the shadows within? A painful mistake could lead you to death. I looked at my mirror and saw my tear stain...
