2. daļa mini šausmu stāstiņiem X3
Šī varbūt būs pēdējā no populārākajiem šausmu stāstiņiem.
Ja vēlaties, lai ielieku arī pārējos rakstiet komentāros X3
Mīlu jūs, Makarūniņi! 
Graveyard
I was doing chores at yard. I remember every inch of my yard. There is nothing, that I wouldn't know in my yard. But this time, everything was different. Hill, right in furthest corned of my yard looked different. I saw a cross. Like those in graveyards. In curiosity I went there.
I was at the top of small hill and there was... Nothing. No cross, no nothing. Just trees. I thought that I imagined that all and continued to do chores.
Later that evening, when I finished all chores, I saw it again, but this time bigger. I went there and again there was nothing. I think I need to go and see doctor or something... I turned around to go to house, but I heard giggles of a child. I slowly turned again around. I thought that I would saw a child, but there was no-one.
Next day I had to do more chores. And yet again I saw that cross on top of hill. I ignored it this time and began doing my chores. After a while I heard church bells. I don't have any church close by. It came from that hill. I could hear crying too. I got uneasy. It was weird and unpleasant. I got up that hill and looked around.
There were grave stones and crosses. I was confused. How this got here? It hasnt been here. This graveyard... I see it for the first time. I decided to go home, but when I turned around there was... More graves. Now I was really confused. Where did my house go? My yard? Everything? Everything was gone...
I wandered around this endless graveyard... I was lost in no-where... I could only hear crying and creepy giggles of children, but there was no-one... No-one who could help me or tell me where am I. Wandering got me tired... I sat down on the ground. Tears swelled up in my eyes... I can't cry now! There must be way out of here! Is there?
I quit finding the way out of here. I poured out every thing that I had on my heart. Pain, sorrows, happiness, lonelines... This really was endless graveyard... And I was stuck in it...
Crazy Siri
Siri do that! Siri do this! Siri, Siri, Siri!
Siri is just a typical studend... Mostly... She got problems... Problems with school... She has lived with "Siriing" for 5 years now... 20... And still bullied... Siri is living stressful life... She's almost crazy... Only almost...
Siri!... Siri!... Siri!...
Fucking Siri all the time...! Siri started to pull her hair out... Taking razor blade and making beautiful scars all over her body... Legs, arms, stomach, breasts, face... She thought she is getting more beautiful and others are getting uglier by every second...
Siri will never be the same... Psychologists were talking to her every day... But Siri didn't listen... She only twitched and spazmed... Let out weird noises and smiled...
"Siri is good! Siri is beautiful! Siri is smart!" she said to herself in mirror... Running razor oved scars... Making blood pour out... Blood webs were on her arms and face... Clothing soaked in her blood... "Siri is beatiful..." she said and cried...
Siri was sent to crazy house... White padded cell waited for her... Nurses and doctors were "nice"... They only brought her meds and food... Siri didn't take anything... "That is poison... Siri knows!" she said...
"SIRI WON'T TAKE THEM!" she screamed and ran, when doors were opened...
Siri couldn't stop running... Her legs didn't let her... She saw thing... dangerous things... Sharp branches in forest, hungry cars on street... No-one was there... No people... Siri roamed through the street and saw a kid...
Playhouse Bernadette
Bernadette loved to play with dolls and she could do anything to get doll she wanted... Even make by herself...
Her father bought her tickets to playhous premiere... Play was called "Berna's doll"...
Bernadette waited for this play although... When her father discovered what about was this play, he tried to say to Bernadette that this play was for adults... Bernadette was only 11...
Bernadette wanted to go no matter what... She had problems with her mind... Crazy thoughts allways crossed her mind... She allways wanted to become a doll or actress who would be able to play a doll... Now this was her chance...
The day of premiere came... Bernadette didn't sleep from excitement... She waited all night... She drank strong coffee and twitched all day, because of caffeine...
They arived at Playhouse... There weren't any child... Only grown ups... Everybody looked at them... Questions could be heard... Why they have child with them?... What would happen to kiddo?... Isn't she to young for something like this?...
Everybody took their seats and waited for play to start....
Play ended... Bernadette smiled widely... Play had fights in it and some other scenes... Bernadette's father was worried about her... At home she still smiled widely...
She ran away from home... She ran to Playhouse... It was open... But why?... Someone was waiting for her?... She found dressing rooms and found the best fitting dress and applied some white make up to the face...
"Bernadette!?" her father called out... He must have followed... Bernadette took kniting needles from chest... She walked out of the dressing room and stood in front of her father... "I want to be here... And I regret nothing!" she screamed and sunk needles in her fathers chest...
"Siri can play?" she asked to kid... Child only looked at her and nodded... "Siri is all alone..." She murrmured... Child smiled at her... "You aren't alone... You are dead... Like me..."
