Tiffany slid off her ring and set it gently on top of the dresser every night just before going to bed. She was a wife by day; dreamer, by night.
I was lying in my bed when my dog, started licking my hand. I got up to go to the toilet and then I saw my dog hanged from the ceiling and a bloody message at the mirror saying: “Your dog are not the only one who can lick!!!”