As I rode my bike past her on the deserted road, I couldn't help but wonder what the elder woman was doing walking all alone. I looked at the rear view mirror to check,I saw her smile at me from the pillion's seat.
YOU ARE READING
Horror Stories.
Short StoryThis book is for you to stay up all night, afraid that the thin little lady will crawl to you under the duvets. Welcome to the world of horror. #18 in short stories. Vote/commemt/follow.
