I somehow found my whereabouts and noticed a deformed, almost chinless man gesturing me through the tiny cellar window.
I got to my feet and slowly made my way to the back end of the partially lit cellar and slipped on what appeared to be fresh blood dripping from the ceiling.
(Continued from Mytwosentences 47)
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
Mytwosentences 
oooooow! On the edge of my seat!
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Thank You for your kind words. I appreciate it.
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Yikes
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Thank You Laura.
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Chilling!
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I appreciate that. Thank You.
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great
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Thank You Bonny. I appreciate that.
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Dark and spooky but the suspense is building!
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Thank You so much Anjali. I appreciate it.
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Reblogged this on Crazy Pasta Child.
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Thank You. I greatly appreciate it.
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Reblogged this on Dream Big, Dream Often and commented:
Meet My Two Sentences!!
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Thank You so much. I appreciate it.
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My pleasure!
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Blood from the ceiling? Whose? Was their a portend?
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As my mind unfolds, I will let you know. Thank You so much Meredith.
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I happy it continues.
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Maybe you could call it the inside story.
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Oh boy clincher it is my imagination you got me in suspense too keep up the good work maybe you can do the rest of the story into sentences until we find out what happens just a thought
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Thank You for your kind words Donna. I truly appreciate it.
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