Amy's Short Stories!

Silence Is Law.

Silence Is Law.

I love the sound of the wind... The Birds.... The rustling in the trees on a late summers night...

It's such a shame that no one can hear them; they interrupted my silence..

So i interrupted their noise, well, the mechanism that makes the noise. Our bodies have been forever cursed with these things in which we communicate with. These things in which we humans love so much and are so attracted to...

You see that needle?

That's my answer to this curse.

But they still try; all of them do. They try to interrupt my silence with those muffled chocking sounds. Still interrupting my silence; even my wife won't stop, i beg her and beg her, again and again as the needle enters her eyeball but she still doesn't listen. 
I beg her not to scream as the sown thread starts to tear at her skin and the blood chokes her; she won't listen to me and it makes me angry to hear her try to speak.

I used the knife this time and it ended the silence.
She's watching an evening film with me now,
Nice and quite,
Like a good wife.

But she'sstarting to smell and the thread is turining green now.