Two-Sentence Horror Story #24

220px-shadowman-3The shadowy shape at the doorway to my room was blacker than the unlit darkness around us.  I whimpered quietly and raised the covers over my head, not wanting to see it, but it made a shifting sound, and suddenly my covers were gone, and I could only stare at it.

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