One More Crow On My Roof Every Morning π± | Horror Story #shorts
Every morning there is one more crow on my roof. Yesterday there were nine. Today there are ten, all facing my window, all perfectly still. The first morning, I found a button on my windowsill β the button from my own coat. The second morning, my house key. The third morning, a tooth. My tooth. I stopped opening the window. But the crows tap the glass now, one tap for each crow, like they are counting me. Last night I heard them whisper my name, a hundred small voices saying it all at once, patient and hungry. This morning there are no crows on the roof. But my reflection in the window has black feathers at the edges, and I can hear wings beating inside my chest. Tonight, when the last crow comes back, it will not be counting. It will be collecting. Listen to the full story β if you dare. Subscribe to The Haunted Voice for a new horror story every day. New Shorts and Long horror stories daily.
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