Goodreads asked Barbara Briggs Ward:

Can you tell us a two-sentence horror story?

Barbara Briggs Ward The little girl told her mother she saw creatures lurking high up in the poplar trees as the wind howled and the moon kept hiding behind rambling clouds. The mother thought the little girl with a great imagination was telling another tale as they hurried back home until down came those shrieking creatures with fingernails sharp as swords and eye sockets oozing blood and in one swoop of their branch-like arms grabbed that mother by the hair and took her away as the daughter kept on walking home.

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