Two Macabre Stories

By Leandro Coria

These two horrifying short stories were selected from, Macabre Stories Vol.1, by the author, Leandro Coria. Learn the fate of a lonely old man as he tries to fight off his demons. See what happens to two young criminals as they tried to hide in the dark woods. Enjoy

• Language: English
• Publisher: Leandro Coria
• Release date: Sep 19, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370197309

Leandro Coria

Leandro Coria born in 1991, Mendoza, Argentina. Raised in Middle Georgia. Love two write horror stories.

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Leandro Coria's

Macabre Stories

Two short stories

from,

Macabre Stories Vol.1.

CopyrightｩBy

Leandro Coria

The Night Visitors

Eugene Barron owned a small farm house right outside of Waynesboro, Mississippi. His younger sister, Susan, was his only living relative and his caretaker. She lived just across the Alabama line and was a news reporter for a local television station.

He was a lonely man, a Vietnam Veteran with a long history of mental illness and a PTSD diagnosis. He allowed no television or radio in his home and likewise did not believe in the need for a telephone. He had no pets to give him comfort, no hobbies to occupy his time, and certainly no visitors, his neighbors having learned years ago to avoid the bitter old man with eyes that vacillated between radiating fear and anger and a tongue that never varied from mean and unwelcoming. The only thing he ever did was sit alone at home.

There was one exception to this routine; twice a week, every week without fail, his sister would drive an hour and a half each way to visit with him for a few hours, bring him groceries and collect his mail from the sagging mailbox at the end of his grass and weed overgrown driveway. Her brother had not been to the end of his half mile drive in years. The two of them would usually sit on his front porch, saying little or nothing, sharing that odd but not uncommon comfort that comes of the physical proximity of two people who have known each other long enough to have lost the need for small talk to fill those silences that are considered awkward in a fledgling relationship but warm and comforting in a mature one. On rare occasions, they might walk halfway down the driveway and then turn and walk back.

On this particular day, Susan noticed that her brother seemed more uneasy than usual, so much so that she felt compelled to reach out and take his hand into hers. When she did, she felt an uncharacteristic tension and a slight, sustained shudder rack her brother's body that prompted her to ask, Is everything alright, Eugene? She held his hand a little longer, eventually letting it slip from hers to permit him to stand and look out the window.

I'm alright, he replied. By the time she was able to stand up, he had pulled away from her, closed the curtains, and slowly walked into his bedroom, shutting the door behind him and effectively cutting off his sister in mid-sentence as she was saying Happy.... The slam of the door and the ensuing silence made it clear to her that this particular visit was at an end. She knew her brother well and likewise knew there was