She gouged his eyes out like a scoop of ice cream and squished it before mixing it with the cake dough. Did I miss the slices of brain tissues that she added? Hours later she watched the ignorant group of teens singing birthday song around the grinning boy. She smiled contently when they gobbled the cake pieces down. When you ate from outside, how did you know that the chef or baker wasn't crazy?
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Tiny horror stories
HorrorTiny horror stories (Doesn't exceed 100 words) None of these stories is from other books or online. These were all written by me. Do not steal them. Give credits if you want to share any of the stories from here. Cover by @DathanHamen and thenks @_P...