When I first saw the drawing of my wife our child drew in therapy, I thought she would love it.
Then the therapist explained that she had instructed Riley to draw a monster.
Then the therapist explained that she had instructed Riley to draw a monster.
Then when we renovated my room when I was 16 we tore down the drywall and found that there weren’t any pipes in that wall.
My tears weren’t from relief or pain, but rather from the fact that now I would have to live my own life.
While it pains me to do so, you’re one of the thirty-seven people I must crucify to satisfy the pure goodness of the lord’s divine will.
As I turned and my vision began to blur, I wasn’t worried about the creep, just how many innocents the demon would kill before I managed to retake control of my body.
I married a woman with bright green eyes, and a paralyzing fear of anything touching them.
Fortunately we got more embalming fluid at work the day before, so I was able to get enough without raising suspicion again.
The jerk, at least when I was on that side of the glass I played along long enough for him to shave evenly.
However, this will be the first time I take our eight year old to see his father’s grave.
As awful as we demons might be we have nothing on the humans; particularly the ones with the resolve to bargain with us.