Category : Stories

Sub Category : Thriller

I was going home I suprice visit to visit to see my mother.  my father passed away 2 years ago.  he was an smoker soo happy to visit the cabin in the deep woods .     ( 2 hour later  )  now a path at to go my old child good home.   hear crackling and smoke the house was on fire and blood trail leading opposite in the woods I flowed it and found a body bag hanging in a tree I hear foot steps I run and felled