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More Than one 40 short stories

more than one is a set of 40 short stories with five categories, and a few have their own sets of mysterious tales. romance, royal, horror ( crime/mystery, death/hauntings), fan fiction, and the supernatural world( vampires, witches, angels/demons, and fairies)

LegendsLostStories · Fantasy
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40 Chs

bleeding at the forest

Angels, we never thought they were just a miracle in disguise. Nothing but a wonderful myth. I didn't believe in them, and neither did my sisters. That was till I met him. The day I thought death would bring justice for a malicious event. Fearing the lash of expressing my truth about what was happening. That what they were doing was wrong. But that's when I knew what I had to do because my sisters were gone. And it was only I that would have vengeance for the pain they have brought upon us for the last 17 years.

Every day sitting in the perils room, wondering when this will go away when we will be okay finally for someone to step in.

12 hours earlier

The house is empty, silent with echoes of our haunts. I questioned, " You all realize im going to snap one day...right?" My poor little sister nodded as she took comfort upon my shoulder. Trying to get a lick of sleep. The same thoughts ran through my head, the day I fought back to protect my little sisters. As the same thing goes, anger was better than tears, anger was better than grief, and anger was better than the desecrating guilt we had to deal with. Not even a few hours ago our monsters were set free, the police came and took them away and saved us from what would have been an eternal nightmare of hell if they hadn't come to save us.

For once CPS did something right. But before I could ask my two little sisters were being ripped away from my arms once again. I tried to protect them from all of our miserable lives. But I was the one to escape.

Present time- in the forest- backyard

Before things took a turn for the misery of our lives, we found this old abandoned tree house in the backyard, it was connected to a forest and it was peaceful. We fixed it up ever so often and every time we could get. And that was the safest spot I knew. As my lungs began to give out I saw this blinding white light and this handsome man strike down. Like something from a movie. As he tried to reach out I hurtfully laughed as my last breath gave out, "I am not violent nor malicious. I just wanted to keep them safe."