As I walked out of my best friend's funeral, dabbing at my wet eyes and damp cheeks, a girl I didn't recognise walked next to me. "What's the use of all these?" She asked. I gave her a puzzled look. "Of what?" I asked. "The funeral? Especially when the soul hasn't rested in peace?" I stopped walking and stared at her. "I just saw her and she didn't look very good," she said, leaning closer. "Especially when you had pushed her off the balcony and framed it like an accident!"
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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...
