I woke up in the middle of the night to a shovel hitting the floor in my bedroom. It was my five year old sister, covered in mud and dirt, with a whispery smile on her face.

Edit: wow! Thanks for the gold y’all. Glad y’all enjoyed this. <br><br>Update: so many of you have asked for a part two. I’ll try. But part of the thing I love about two sentence horror is that it leaves room for your imagination to wander. I’m just going to let this one stick in your minds. ❤️ <br><br>This is a work of fiction. My sister is not a real person. Thanks for the concerns.