It was a warm afternoon one day when a man decided to go fishing in a nearby pond. It was a regular spot for him to fish and find his peace. The pond was always calm and full of life. The breeze blew gently as he swung his hook into the pond. He sat down on the damp grass and held onto his rod. He slowly began pulling in the rod before he felt an extremely tight tug against the rod. He slowly pulled back but it was still too heavy. The weight suddenly disappeared as he pulled the rod back. He thought that he had lost the fish, but on the end of his hook was a piece of flesh.
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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...
