#antihorror

they held a pair of scissors it was hard to make out much else the dark and shadow concealed but that much was clear it was a pair of scissors

for some reason i could not move my feet were rooted far more firmly than even the oldest trees i opened my mouth as if to say something but no sound came out and i was not sure if i even had something to say at all

they drew nearer still clutching that pair of scissors my breath fell to my stomach keeping myself still i willed my blood to stop flowing as if it would stop their approach

it was not long before they reached me their grip taking told of my hair every strand crying out for help for someone anyone to save them

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and they were dead