𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤: • when you are exhausted mentally • when you are desperate or impatient • when emotions are getting on your way • when you are in total disbelief of yourself • when makes you feel uncomfortable • when you feel like it 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕡 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕡𝕤 𝕒𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 (✯◡✯)

r/shortscarystories 4 yr. ago Perfect__Nightmare Someone broke into our home It was every family's nightmare. My wife and I had the day off work, and we had taken our son out for lunch and some family bonding time. But as we approached our home, something felt off. I had a growıng sense of dread the closer we got. As our house came into view, I could see that the front door was wide open. Someone had broken into our høme. I told my family to wait͝ outside, in case the ıntruder was still inside. They obliged, and I slowly and silently made my way through our house. As I stepped into the living room, I saw broken furniture, nothing in its correct place, just utter chaos. Was this person looking for something? Did they have malicious intent? Why our home? Why us? Next, I walked to our kitchen. The fridge had been emptied. Dishes and food were thrown all over the room. What kind of person had broken into our home? A homeless person who just needed food? If so, why had they destroyed the living room? That's when I heard it. Footsteps in the bedroom. The ıntruder was still in our house. I took a brief moment to be grateful that I had asked my wife and son to wait outside. It was impossible to decipher this person's motives so far. But I was about to come face to face with the person that forcefully entered our home. And I would demand answers. I crept toward the bedroom slowly, slowly. I approached the door, and focused on the sliver of light slipping through the crack. I could see faint shadows dancing in the light. I raised my hand, placed it against the door, and took a deep breath, readying myself for whatever may be on the other side. I pushed the door open and stepped through the threshold with authority. I couldn't believe my eyes. I actually rubbed my hands over them, thinking I was imagining things. There, in my son's bed, was a young gırl with curly blonde hair. She stared at me with wıde eyes. She must have been terrıfıed. I must have been a few feet taller and at least 100 pounds heavıer than her. I must have been a sight to see for that little girl. But she should have considered that before breakıng into my home. I called my wife and son to see what I found. "Is that a human, Papa?" "Why yes it is, Baby Bear. That's dınner."

𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒚,𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚.