Five-Sentence Horror Stories

Congratulations to our Five-Sentence Horror Master: Angelica Brister

Shortly after my father died in his sleep, I started having dreams of a witch trying to suffocate me. Sleep paralysis is what my mother called it. I slept with a sharp pencil one night to give myself a sense of protection. The next morning, my mother was in the kitchen when I noticed something odd. It wasn’t the sleeping pills she had stashed behind the tea kettle, but the lead-like stab wound in her hand.