Someone bit it.
Who did?
A man.
Why did he do it?
He said he was hungry.
And so you let him?
No.
How did he do it?
He said, “Let me see your pretty finger, I think it should have a ring.” So I gave it to him, and he yanked it and bit that little thing.
Did you call the police?
No.
Why not?
I don’t know.
Do you know him?
Yes.
From where?
He lives inside.
Inside what?
Inside of me.
What do you mean?
He and I are one and the same.
How is that possible?
It just is.
Why would he want to hurt you?
I don’t know.
Do you see him now?
No.
Are you afraid of him?
No.
When does he come out?
When no one’s around.
So I must leave, then?
Yes.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Woah
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Thank you 😀
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Good one.
And good luck to the girl if the man comes again.
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Yes. Good luck to her!!
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Wow so bloody 😁😁
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Thank You 😀
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Really gets you, this one does!
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Thank You 🙂
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You’re welcome
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I have another site. Lol. Might put some darker stuff on it. We’ll see. 😀. It’s here.
https://zanywildwords.wordpress.com
Some in Poems. Some in Uncategorised. Not exactly horror, but darker than usual. Just if you’re interested. And you might not be lol
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OH WOW. YES I WILL CHECK IT OUT. I WILL FOLLOW YOU NOW. I’m glad you came to the dark side. Did I have some influence on you?
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No you didn’t. I am not on the dark side. Just SOMETIMES I write about the darkness of lufe, and abuse, and suffering. But I am not going to do this any more, I have decided. Bad experience!
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