I try to run.
I try to hide.
But neither of these thing are possible.
For my fear is inescapable. No matter where I go, no matter what I do I can't escape my fear.
I fear having no morals. Having no compassion. Having no peace.
I fear Isolation and living in the dark with no way of knowing what's really happening.
I cannot escape my fear.
For the world has become my fear.
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Monster In the Closet and other short stories
Short StoryThis book was originally started when @SafflowerFreak challenged me to make a poem/narrative using 31 creepy words. The first story is what I came up with for the challenge. I then came up with the Idea for you guys to send me your short horror stor...
