Very Short Stories

In a Mouse House

Thud. Thud, thud. In the shelter, they held their breaths afraid of any sound. The wind knocked. Thud. Then a scream. A screeching howl faded into night. Coiled talons ripped under the wooden door. Blood dripped to the floor. Terrorized eyes awaited doom. Other Writings You May Like Peaches Sincere Advice for The Man of the House Author Reading: Sincere Advice for The Man of the House The Sweet Smell of Rotting Flesh

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