I will never tell the truth – Short Horror Story

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The truth wants to come out me but I will not let it out and no one will ever know the truth. The truth though is trying to come out of me but I will never let it out and I don't care about how many people it affects. Then when the truth tried giving a blast to come out of me, a bird came out of me and it was a form of the truth but not the whole truth and people tried catching the bird to learn a bit about the truth. When they caught the bird they then killed it and ate it, in the hopes they will learn a bit of the truth but all they found was that thier bodies didn't bond with the bird well. They started growing wings all over thier bodies.

Then I kept truth inside of me with an even stronger will power to never let it out and it will forever stay a mystery. Sometimes it's better not to learn the truth at all and all of the nosy people need to go find something else to do. The truth inside of me though gave another blast and out came a wolf from out of my body and people tried catching the wolf. They hoped of catching some bit of the truth but instead some of them got killed and when they finally killed the wolf and ate it, they started growing sharp wolf teeth all over thier bodies and it hurt so bad.

The truth wants to come out so badly but I won't let it out and the trees will wave thier branches never knowing the truth, the waves will crash never knowing the truth and the skies will rumble by never knowing the truth. I kept it inside of me with an even stronger will power and the truth tried even harder to get out. Then bits of the truth came out in the form of a horse and it trampled on people and then it got killed by a truck. The horse got left on the road and forever forgotten. People walked past it but did nothing as they knew getting close to that horse will affect their bodies but knowing a bit of the truth was tempting.

Then when the truth wanted to come out of me again, but a bear roared out of me and it was only a bit of the truth and not the whole. The bear was killed after mailing so many people and was eaten by the people when they killed it, in the hopes of learning some bits of the truth but all they got were worms in their gut and the trees wanted to eat them now as they were nutritious for the trees. I will always keep the truth inside of me.

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