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This is my first Novel in MT

 but not my Own ...

...I'm going to post My Favourite Author's Short Stories...

I personally got my permission to post them here so don't copy or repost them ...

So my cute and serious readers let's dive into our mystery Abyss 🤫

Before that Lemme introduce

 Our real author " Mimh …

 You can find the stories on Instagram too once your start reading you can't stop waiting for update ...☠️

" Monsters have always to been real to to be in it my head or the world that you live in

Part - 1

MONSTER IN MY HEAD

Stories I Have Read over many years have always mentioned that evil cannot enters unless you invite them inside your house or Body

Not just evil , but any form of spirit ,good or bad , cannot enter . I know it's true .

Whoever wrote it the first time knew about This rule and whether everyone else followed Them , wrote the rule to make the stories Interesting or experienced something similar Did not matter because it was true.

How do I know ? My dead Mother showed up In front of my door one night and I refused Her entry.

She was always abusive and one day she Might have killed me. Fortunately she had an Accident and died, and they found a gun in Her purse.

Now she floats outside my bedroom window with rage in her eyes and a grin so wide that I can see black blood oozing from her mouth .

 However, she cannot enter without permission and her starring isn't helping me fall asleep ...

 Even if I shut the curtain ,I know that she is still there , now she even knocks on the window 🕸️

Got a secret,

Can you keep it?

Swear this one you'll save.

Better lock it in your pocket,

Taking this one to the grave.

If I show you then I know you

Won't tell what I said.

'Cause two can keep a secret

If one of them is dead.

Look into my eyes,

Now you're getting sleepy.

Are you hypnotized

By secrets that you're keeping?

I know what you're keeping,

I know what you're keeping.

Got a secret,

Can you keep it?

Swear this one you'll save.

Better lock it in your pocket,

Taking this one to the grave.

If I show you then I know you

Won't tell what I said.

'Cause two can keep a secret

If one of them is dead.

Why do you smile

Like you have told a secret?

Now you're telling lies

'Cause you have sworn to keep it.

But no one keeps a secret,

No one keeps a secret.

Why when we do our darkest deeds

Do we tell?

They burn in our brains,

Become a living hell.

'Cause everybody tells,

Everybody tells.

Got a secret,

Can you keep it?

Swear this one you'll save.

...HAI my Favorite Readers ...

Special Warning To Underage/Soft persons Don't read If you're Not Comfortable !

...The following story contains sexual themes, violence, obscene or other mature themes not suitable for young audiences....

...Reader discretion is advised....

I never felt like myself in this body. Even when I was with my boyfriend, I didn't feel like I was attracted to him. I didn't want to be a girl ! I never like one. Furthermore, I wanted to be like my boyfriend.

I wanted to be a man and fall in love with a woman.when he heard it, he broke up with me and my parents didn't approve of me.

I think I need to try harder to make my parents see me for who I am and love me for whom I want to be .so I think it will work.

I think I did it my mom immediately accepted me as a boy ,but my father wasn't all thrilled about it or how I looked I think he noticed the skin of the man I'm wearing and his penis is not all clean either

It's all bloody, but I think skinning and then wearing their skin does that, but I am a man now, right ? I think mom agrees she's crying and saying "you can be whoever you want to be so, why is my dad not my on side ? It was hard for me to kill my ex-boyfriend, and wearing his skin feels ......GOOD !...

WAR

Ever since the war started , getting food and water had been a blessing . It was a lot ,but somedays we got to eat Cannon food and other days it was either old food that some of us had to eat or no food . Many got sick ,and the sick people didn't always come back .the bunker was getting crowded and the food was getting difficult to ration . It was my eighth day of not eating anything

I gave all my portion to my two daughters, so they wouldn't go to sleep hungry. Ever since my wife got sick, they have been crying, and I didn't want them to starve. It was difficult for us, but I wanted them to survive.along with the others, my wife didn't return ...

We were told that they had passed away, and they didn't let us see them to keep us from contracting the disease. When the guard bought food that night, everyone was happy. Our plates were full and there was meat .

We were not told anything but "eat well" by the commanding officer.while savoring the food I noticed a rose tattoo on the meat. It was exactly the same as my wife's. I looked at the guard, and he said "eat whatever you can" and look away I saw my daughter's, who were eating, and I couldn't utter a word because I wanted them to survive.

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ORPHANAGE

"Have you been sleeping well lately ?"

The orphanage caretaker asked the little girl .

She looked at others who were awake as well .

"Yes my mom and dad would come at night to sing me lullaby, and I would sleep. "

"Is that so ? " The caretaker looked at her in confusion " what do they look like ?" She asked

The girl showed a photograph of her parents. "Like t,m but mother, why do they come only at night and why do they not take me with them ?"

"Honey you know the truth. Don't worry,you will have a home soon" she smiled and closed the door behind her.

She walked inti the employee's room and called roman "I thought you killed them " she showed him the girl's parents " picture.we can't sell the kids to the rich if they still alive "

'I killed them' roman said "they are buried to that pond like others. You need to stop listening to kids stories" madam "

She signed and nodded. Maybe it was true. That night, she heard the lullaby,but it was coming from outside her door.

When she opened the door, she saw the girl singing That lullaby. She held her teddy bear in her arms" honey what are you doing here so late ? "She leaned closer....

The little girl pulled out a hammer and bashed her head in, leaving her barely alive and bleeding to death... Did I do good, mom, dad ? " She looked up on her left side and smiled.

I screamed and almost fell back when I opened the trashcan to throw the remaining trash from the house .

 I placed my hand on my mouth immediately to muffle the scream . I sighed and picked out the wrong trash , and fastly went back inside .

I called my wife and yelled "how many times have I told you not to throw this outside ? We have special containers to keep them in .jeez woman . The things I do for you " I handed her the bag .

"I don't want to deal with this.we don't want anyone to find out about this missing children right ?"

 I looked at her and she shook her head in response . So don't forgot to throw the remains in the special container in the basement after your meal and pour acid to melt. Understand ?

" She nodded "now I'm heading out to get you dinner can you handle yourself ?" She nodded and had a big smile on her face " the things you do for love " . I smiled and left the house.

Got a secret

Can you keep it?

Swear this one you’ll save

Better lock it, in your pocket

Taking this one to the grave

If I show you then I know you

Won’t tell what I said

‘Cause two can keep a secret

If one of the m is dead?

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