Revenge (Short Story)

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A door slammed shut, causing Hitler to go wide eyed.

Not this again. Nein, nein, nein... go away old man. Hitler thought as he rocked back and forth.

Papers lifted from off the table, beyond tossed into the air and scattered everywhere.

Fritz's ghost smirked to himself. Normally he'd hate to mentally torture someone like this, but this was the man that had lied to his little Gilly and Luddy. The man who made their lives a living hell.

He leaned in close to Hitler's ear, whispering.

"You."

"M-Me?" Hitler asked quietly, trying not to scream like a little girl.

"You!" Fritz repeated, now bellowing. "Do you have any idea how much you've pissed me off?!"

"A-a lot!" Hitler squeaks, clinging to his pillow.

The lights flickered on and off, until finally they stayed on.

Hitler started to relax, until Fritz whispered in his ear again. "Boo."

Hitler screamed in fear.

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