Don't Look Back... Creepypasta | Scary Stories from Reddit Nosleep

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Published on January 10, 2023 4:30:17 AM ● Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcNYGbODils

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Don't Look Back (2009)

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story:
On one beautiful Christmas evening, Mary was ready to fulfill the daydreams she had been having towards that day. It was the thought of having her favorite meal. A meal which had become an unofficial traditional in the family. Fried rice, a chock-load of salad, meat from the best goat from all the lands (don't analyze) and a nice chilled beverage by her side to flush it down (I hate that phrase).It wasn't much, but it was her best, and she would have it no other way on Christmas day. Now the time had finally come, she had relished the fragrance of the aromatic meal, made sure the area was secured from intruders - she loved to eat alone for some reason - and she was about ready to have her feast.Just then, a shrill scream made it way to her room from the living room. It was her mother's. Mother's screams had become increasingly normal of late, seeing as her age had begun to catch up to her. Mary reckoned it was some insignificant problem about, say, she accidentally changed the channel while sitting on the remote, or she left the fire still on after cooking, or a big black dog had been staring at her through the kitchen window again - Mary hardly believed this story.Through Mary's thought, a second scream came through to her. OK, maybe this time it was serious, as mother's screams never comes twice in a row. Mary rushed to the living room to see what was going on. It was not a friendly sight.Mary met her mother, staring at the ground, her eyes puffy and red, one hand to her face concealing her lips, the other pointing towards something on the ground. Mary's eyes trailed to the ground. It was her sister, she had been holding her throat, writhing on the carpet with her eyes bulging. She looked as though she was going to pass out."What happened?", Mary asked. Her mother, still unable to speak clearly, stuttered the words. "I t-t-think she's ch-ch-cho-choking". Mary's dad stumbled his way to the living room. His face looking worried. "She's choking, Dad". "Do you know that choke-hold-thing?". "I do but you need to get some water too". "Ok".Mary began to make her way to the fridge, when her dad stopped her. "No Mary. There's no water there". "What. How come?". "We didn't get it along with the drinks, remember". Mary tried to remember the day, but it seemed, in all ways she looked at it, that they definitely got water along with the drinks. "I'm not sure dad but if you say so... So what do we do now?" Mary's sister still on the floor. Looking like...

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