My throat was cut, my hands and feet bound, I slowly sank into the river as the world became darkness, my thoughts lingering around the dark shapes who threw me in.
And here I lie, telling my story to all I pull down, again and again, forever and always, till my ropes are cut.
Category: Competition
Competition
Chocolate Milk
Yesterday, I had a glass of chocolate milk. I woke up in the hospital poisoned.
Time’s Up
She was even crying when she told me she’ll definitely meet me here when her time finally comes. But she’s taking so long and I’m getting lonely, so I decided to pay her a visit and make her time come tonight for sure.
The Lover
With her eyes closed, she felt him slowly enter the dark bedroom, pull down the covers, climb her bed, caress and plant hungry kisses all over her body like he always did every single night since they’ve been together.
She relaxed, kept her eyes closed, felt him on her naked skin and moaned as she enjoyed his every deep thrust inside her, knowing that once she’s satisfied and has opened her eyes, she could only thank the unseen image of her late boyfriend and ask yet another forgiveness from her heartbroken husband who continues to lay beside her during the nightly ghostly visit.
A Helping Hand
When I saw her hanging from a roadside cliff, holding on for dear life, I didn’t hesitate to run to her and stretch out my hand and help her back to safety.
Only after she did the last pull and I felt my feet leave the safety of solid ground did I realize that I just became a victim of the infamous ghost by the cliff who excitedly watched me plummet to my certain death.
Santa Claws
As I finished tucking the last present under the tree, I turned and saw him standing there next to the burning fire, black and smoldering and hungrily staring at me with those malignant ruby eyes. “Look who was on the naughty list this year…” he rasped as he reached out with those liver-spotted, withered hands greedily pawing my cold, sweaty and suddenly not so young looking flesh .
Clowns
As he sat in front of the mirror applying his big red smile, he lingered over the video…pausing and rewinding and THERE, that little flash of pink lace. He sighed happily as he drew the black around his eyes muttering “Tasty, oh so tasty they are, so unaware of what they can share …”
The Dog
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!!!”
the surprise
i jumped in the closet prepared to give my girlfriend a scare, that’s when i heard from behind me “hello charlie.”
Not Necessarily
He came in and ordered a dozen red roses and addressed the card “To My Best Girl”. I wondered how long it would take for her to realize that best didn’t necessarily mean only.
Que Sera Sera
” There she was an easy mark sitting on a bench, old, vulnerable, and with a fat purse, so it was to my surprise that she managed to gurgle a curse that was punctuated by the fact she spoke through the slit I made in her throat. The next morning I awoke on a bench and to my horror my body was gnarled and wizened, made worse by the fact of the fast approaching blade carrying man walking towards me, but try as I might, all the energy I could afford to defend myself was to recite a blood sputtered curse that had lingered fresh in my mind since yesterday.”
In the doorway
I said good night to my wife laying next to me. I rolled over and saw her standing in the doorway.
Neighborhood Watch
I was posting up fliers for my missing cat Whiskers where I ran into my neighbor. who complimented the design on my shirt, before making a lengthy step over a puddle.
I just stood and watched the casual old man walk away, curious as to how he was able to flawlessly navigate a path despite his blindness.
Imaginary Friend
you undress your 10 year old son and get him ready for his shower as he tells you what games he played with his imaginary friend. “shes not real hun” you say as you lift up his shirt exposing his back. ‘I AM REAL!’ is scratched into his skin…
Imaginary Friend
you undress your 10 year old son and get him ready for his shower as he tells you what games he played with his imaginary friend. “shes not real hun” you say as you lift up his shirt exposing his back. ‘I AM REAL!’ is scratched into his skin…