Opening the fridge, something has dropped
I sluggishly picked it up
Nostalgia struck me...
I remembered your warmth;
The way you held me in your arms tightly
How I choked and gripped the nearest knife..
Reminiscing, I awaken
Blood dripping through the fridge;
The raw smell penetrated at my nose
"Ooh, you reek honey! I think I should get a new fridge."
I picked his arm and threw it on the fridge
I wiped the remaining blood on my hands
"You'll be as cold as your eyes, honey."
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Short stories
Mystery / ThrillerSooo, these are poetry-like stories. (but i'm not quite sure of it) It's my first time though. Hope you like it. PS. No to plagiarism. *smiles*
