Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Don’t share it,

don’t read it,

don’t speak its words,

for it will feel it,

will know it,

and it will come for your sins,

our sins,

given to us when our seeds were planted,

back when our lives began,

so close your eyes,

and turn away,

forget this place,

escape it’s hold,

for once you let it in,

you’ll never be free again.