Short Horror Stories

The Black Ring

"Happy Birthday!" Sarah said as she put her birthday present for me on the table. "Thank you for coming!" I said happily ad I hugged her. "Hey, where's your ring?" I asked, looking at her hand. "Oh, you know. You said you wanted it. So I going to give it to you." She motioned towards the present. I squealed excitedly.

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I opened Sarah's present first. Right in the middle of a box filled with small pillows, there's the black ring, shining. "This is so cool!" I exclaimed as I put it on. There's nothing special about it, I just felt drawn to it.

That same evening, I watched the news. It was very sad. Sarah died in a car accident. Her body was torn in two and the internal organs where smashed. Her head was flattened as her eyeballs popped and smeared her face with blood and a sticky looking clear liquid. Her brains were becoming brain juice mixed with her blood.

Mom screamed when she passed by and saw the picture. "Don't use that ring! It may bring bad luck!" Mom said to me. But it was Sarah's memento, I don't wanna lose it.

The next morning, I woke up with a massive headache. I touched my head and was surprised to find it flattened and my blood gushing out. My left eye popped and before the right eye pop, I looked down and saw images of dead bodies in the ring. Everyone was wearing the ring.

I screamed and I woke up for real.

I quickly packed the ring and gave it to someone who's having a birthday. When I walked home in the afternoon, I didn't saw a truck coming. My dream is coming true.