My wife was shaking me quietly. I looked atound the cabin. The girls must have gone to bed. The fire had burned down to embers. My glass of scotch was still in my hand.
" Something is tapping on the porch. "
Then I heard it too. I grabbed my ax and lit the lantern. I opened the door expecting a raccoon or skunk, but instead found a boy of about 10 years old.
He started at me petrified for a moment, then bolted down the path through the woods. I gave chase. He was losing me but I heard gim tumble to the ground. I lept on top of him in a rage.
" Why were you knocking on my porch?" I Screamed.
" My uncles told me to." he stammered
I was no longer angry, but confused.
" But why?" I asked.
" To get you out of the cabin."
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Short Horror Stories
HorrorThis is a collection of Horror stories so turn the lights off, grab a flashlight, and be ready to get scared. * I do not own any of these stories * * Credit goes to their original owners *
