My girl, the bride looked breathtakingly beautiful. I walked her to the aisle, proud and teary. Of course, she was crying too as I handed over my precious girl to the groom. Before he slipped the ring around her finger, he looked at me for once. "Please, don't make us do this!" His voice wavered. I pulled the knife out and said, "Oh don't mess this up again. I am running out of brides. She is the last one." The priest choked on his own blood as his eyes pleaded to the groom and he nodded. I looked at the audience, rotting yet delightful as I heard my beloved groom say, "Till death do us apart!"
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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...
