Little kids’ horror stories are so much more terrifying than adult ones.
For example, when I was a child, I was told by another kid that there was a pair of conjoined twins that had been born connected at the mouth, and whenever one got the flu they would throw up down the other one’s throat.
I mean, that’s gross and kiddy and just, ew. But as an adult that story only gets worse. Do they eat through their noses or a stomach pump? They can’t talk! How do they see people without being in pain by twisting their lips?
Childish horror creatures are terrifying.
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