The moon hung high in the sky, casting light through stain glass windows in multi-colored streaks. Fat flakes of falling snow flickered through the moonlight, giving old plaster walls a sinister appearance. Wall sconces around the perimeter of the large room flickered and burned, leaving dingy trails of sut climbing towards the ceiling. A tall man with white hair leisurely paced up an down an aisle between pews. His face was weathered and weary. His voice was gritty but gentle. …
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“You know, there are some jobs women are simply not cut out for. Changing the station on the television is at the top of the list, now would you give me that damn clicker!” Milton’s patience was wearing thin as he watched his wife, Martha, control the television. Warm summer air blew through an open window in the living room. The gentle breeze picked up the few stray hairs on Milton’s head and set them into motion. Martha caught sight …
Self mutilation is the act of causing bodily harm without the intent of death. By definition, I mutilated my body by removing three of my own fingers. The intention was not to bare a battle scar that could be used in an attempt to pick up women, my intention was to preserve life. It may seem strange to some, the idea of disfiguring ones own body for the sake of a dog, but Nika was all that I had left …
Rain draws near. As the thick black clouds roll across the sky, one persistent phantom of my past comes to pay a visit. Like any courteous guest, I am presented with gifts upon arrival. First a dull ache, then a vivid rush of memories. My uninvited guest goes to great lengths to remind me of past decisions. Unlike most of my memories, this dark and twisted nightmare of my waking hours comes with fondness. It was the first time since …
Today marks the five-year anniversary of my death. While my body and mind may live on, my compassion and love have rotted to dust. One horrific moment in my existence changed my life forever. That moment created the soulless monster that I am today. Five years. One thousand eight hundred twenty five days. Forty three thousand eight hundred hours. To some, five years seems like a lifetime. Two love-struck individuals come together and the foundation of a family is formed. …
Throughout the course of my professional career, I have adopted a mantra of sorts. Before undergoing any job, I would tell myself “Ignorance is Bliss”. In the broad scope of things this is a terrible way to view life, but it my case it was the only way to remain focused. By remaining ignorant to the demented thoughts of twisted individuals, I had risen to the top of my field. There comes a time in life when morals are tested. …
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