I bought a new house. It was hard to save up some money, but I managed to buy one with hard work and desperation. The house was somewhat cheaper than the other houses listed. The reason why it was cheaper is because there was a mass murder in the dining room of the house. I really didn't care about it at first. It is a nice looking house and I was so desperate about getting one.
As I entered the house, it looked sleek. Nice and cozy to the human eye. No shed of blood in the floor or anything violent. But as days passed, I noticed that the walls are slowly being covered with black hand prints. It was odd since I was the only person in the house. I really didn't care about it at first since maybe it was just my sleep deprivation acting on me.
But, one day. I woke up from a nightmare. That nightmare has been haunting me repetitively. I swear I've noticed it but the hand prints on the day of the incident was just like the ones that are showing up in the walls.
And by the time I noticed, it was already too late for me to escape.
They were covered in black hand prints. I tried to run but
it felt like something invisible was grabbing me back into the house.
Then there were hand prints in my neck.
Something is strangling me to death.
Until I couldn't breathe.
*Made a short story for this weirdcore edit that I did today! Trying a different approach for the captions of my weirdcore edit. Pretend this is an apology gift for being inactive for a while. I've been busy in real life and I haven't found the time to make weirdcore... But I'll try my best to make something awesome! I hope you liked this short and boring story!*
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