The Basement (Horror Oneshot)

My mom and dad give me everything I ask for.

Delicious food, toys, clothes.

Love.

That is, under one condition.

To never open the basement door.

I often find myself drawn to it.

Wondering what would happen if I opened it.

I had tried once.

One single time when I was young.

My parents punished me.

I could never forget the sight of blood flowing down my skin.

I never dared again.

But today, my parents aren’t home.

They went outside, to buy some bottles of my medication.

It’s a strange medicine that makes me feel sick...

but they say it’s just for my own good.

I walked up to the basement door, and broke open the lock.

I peeked outside and smiled.

For the first time in my life, I had walked out of the basement and felt the sun on my skin.

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