I thought that what I was hearing was the sound of a train coming to a stop. I lived near a train track so it was a noise that I often heard. But this time it wasn't the sound of the tracks. It wasn't a train coming to a stop, making the screeching against the track. It was the high pitched shriek of a little girl.
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Short horror stories
Short StoryI love reading short horror stories so I thought I would write some myself! I hope you enjoy! ~all stories written by me although some where inspired from other ideas~ ~cover to this story is a photo taken by me~ ~read this at night if you're adven...
