Who Did It Part 2 Read Count : 119

Category : Stories

Sub Category : Horror
                         Chapter 2

Scene of the crime


 It was the very morning when I was in the dripping wet rain, at a funeral, Samantha's funeral. She was the very first friend that I had ever made. In pre-school. After the time the funeral was over, I went home crying. I cried myself to sleep. Then I had asked from my rest, deep, dark rest. I looked over at my alarm. It was exactly 3:00am! The time that Samantha had just died. I got up out of my bed. I went to the kitchen to Gerome warm milk to make myself rest again but right when I started to poor the milk, I heard a whisper. A faint whisper. It sounded familiar. Like a bff familiar. Samantha familiar. So I looked around the corner and...

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