Cursed: Short Story
There's a knock on the door. You open it expecting a trick or a treater. Instead, you find a lock of hair on the floor.
Cursed.
It was a very usual halloween, just like it is today.
Aly was with his dog Tuffy, enjoying a piece of pumpkin pie with jelly worms watching the re-runs of supernatural.
Ofcourse with few kids interrupting for trick or treat.
He should have been partying with his school mates but that wasn't who he was.
He loved cuddles with his Tuffy.
"Hey Tuffy? Ready to watch? Here's your snack!" Giving the dog treat to Tuffy he sat down just then the door bell rang again for the umpteenth time tonight.
Sighing he stood up, wearing his skeleton mask with Tuffy in...
Cursed.
It was a very usual halloween, just like it is today.
Aly was with his dog Tuffy, enjoying a piece of pumpkin pie with jelly worms watching the re-runs of supernatural.
Ofcourse with few kids interrupting for trick or treat.
He should have been partying with his school mates but that wasn't who he was.
He loved cuddles with his Tuffy.
"Hey Tuffy? Ready to watch? Here's your snack!" Giving the dog treat to Tuffy he sat down just then the door bell rang again for the umpteenth time tonight.
Sighing he stood up, wearing his skeleton mask with Tuffy in...