Super Short Scary Stories

 This story has been drawn from the February/March issue of the American Reader, available here.I am certain nobody in my family survived. I am certain they burned, that their faces blackened and bubbled, just as did my own. But in their case they did not recover, but perished. You are not one of them, you cannot be, for if you were you would be dead. Why you choose to...

 “You have to puke it up,” said Cee. “You have to get down there and puke it up. I mean down past where you can feel it, you know?”She gestured earnestly at her chest. She had this old-fashioned cotton nightgown on, lace collar brilliant under the bathroom lights. Above the collar, her skin looked gray. Cee had bones like a bird. She was so beautiful. She was completely...