The Scariest Story of All Time.

First Morbid post, completely OC.

When I was younger, I loved reading scary short stories from those books, just like everyone else. I was telling one to my older cousin, and he just laughed it off. He claimed that his father, my uncle, had told him the scariest story of all time.
Over the next year, I always begged my uncle to tell me the story. Finally he did. It was simple, and at first not scary at all.

If you think about something enough, it'll come true.

Not scary, right? Well, later that night, I lied in bed thinking about it. I started thinking really good things, but then my mind traveled back to all of those horror stories I'd read. I tried to think of something else, but they kept coming back up in my mind. I kept thinking and thinking and thinking about them. And then I remembered what my uncle said.

If you think about something enough, it'll come true.

I had trouble sleeping for quite some time.

You might think this is ridiculous and far from scary, let alone the scariest story of all time. So did I. But later tonight, as you try to sleep, just try not to think of anything you see in Morbid.

At least not too long.