I put my head in my hands. It was more comfortable than having it on my shoulders.
I don't like living next to the cemetery. I hear too many voices at night.
On my way home I saw a missing poster. It had my face on it.
After waking up, I noticed I had a voicemail from my sister. She's been dead for 4 years.
YOU ARE READING
Two-sentence stories
RandomA collection of two-sentence stories. Most of them will be horror/paranormal, but I will write some light-hearted ones too