Twitch (A short horror story)
- Micah Allen Losh
- May 23
- 1 min read
Updated: Jun 10
A short horror story.
twitch
My face pulls. I replicate the movement and suck air against my teeth.
My face twitches. I imagine pushing a shard of glass into his eye. "Fuck!" How hard would I have to push? Would the cornea be more sensitive than the white of my eye? My face twitches again. I see the twitch in my vision. If I shoved a threaded needle through my cheek I could replicate the motion or sew it down. My head moves involuntarily. Is it my thoughts, the twitch, or the urge? I smirk at the memory of trying to pray it away.
Am I saying what I'm thinking? What the hell is she looking at?
"Stop the car. I'll get out here."
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