My Murder Story

She told him never to go there... but he didn’t listen. At the stroke of midnight one eerily quiet night he snuck out of his room and crept silently through the hall, down the stairs, and out the back door. As he walked along, he felt a sensation of being watched. Every few steps he turned to see if he was being followed, but there was no one there. He reached his destination, and as he pushed aside the branches, he felt a hand on the back of his neck. He turned, and there she was! She looked at him as she squeezed the life out of him, saying "I warned you."

The End


{{Lmao... this is what happens when I'm bored}}