Bread and Bandages
12/17/2005
  I Was Lying....Anyways She Was Dead
I was lying in bed with my mom
and this strange man came over and lay in the bed
next to me and started telling me a scary story about
bodies. I kept telling him to stop but he wouldn’t,
he told it slowly line by line and each time he said a
new line he reached beneath the covers and touched me.
I kept trying to squirm away and I pulled
close to my mom but she got mad that I
accidentally bumped into her and pulled away. Then
I killed them both, violently, and after she was dead I
asked my mom why she did that and she said it was
because I touched her. I tried to explain it was an
accident but she wouldn’t listen and anyways she was dead.
 
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