The old woman in the village had no family other than her son, John. She never wanted his money, she sold pickles and took care of her expenses. The only reason she lived was to read his letters. Every time he promised that he would meet her soon and she waited. The postman delivered John's latest letter as the old woman scampered out of the house with great joy. And the only reason the postman did this was to see that pure happiness in her as he also never failed to stop by John's grave every day before he left.
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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...
