Terror Little Finger
Horror Stories - Terror Little Finger
There was a male student who often studied in the University Library. He would stay there studying in the evenings until it closed. Then he would walk back to his dorm room. Every night, on the way back to the dormitories, he passed a small park and he always saw a young girl sitting on a swing.
Finally, one night he decided to go up to her and started talking with her. From that time on, he would always talk to her for a while before going back to his dorm. Later when he told his friends about the girl, they asked him to describe her. They told him that the young girl he described looked almost exactly the same as a teacher's daughter who had died in a traffic accident.
They said the teacher's daughter had lost her little finger. The student was very curious and wanted to know whether the girl was missing her little finger. So, the next night, when he spoke to the girl he asked if he could see her hands. She didn't want to show them to him, but he demanded to see her hands.
The girl thrust out her hand and when the boy saw that her little finger was missing, he ran away in terror. Later, he always went by the park in the evenings, but the swing was always empty and he never saw the girl again.
Finally, one night he decided to go up to her and started talking with her. From that time on, he would always talk to her for a while before going back to his dorm. Later when he told his friends about the girl, they asked him to describe her. They told him that the young girl he described looked almost exactly the same as a teacher's daughter who had died in a traffic accident.
They said the teacher's daughter had lost her little finger. The student was very curious and wanted to know whether the girl was missing her little finger. So, the next night, when he spoke to the girl he asked if he could see her hands. She didn't want to show them to him, but he demanded to see her hands.
The girl thrust out her hand and when the boy saw that her little finger was missing, he ran away in terror. Later, he always went by the park in the evenings, but the swing was always empty and he never saw the girl again.