Written for this weekend’s trifecta challenge.
I giggle. He waits on the bed, smiling as I enter the bathroom. The closet door is ajar… my curiosity gets me. Bloody jars contain a human’s heart, finger, and tooth–
HE’S HERE!
Written for this weekend’s trifecta challenge.
I giggle. He waits on the bed, smiling as I enter the bathroom. The closet door is ajar… my curiosity gets me. Bloody jars contain a human’s heart, finger, and tooth–
HE’S HERE!
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I like the play on the title. Jarring, indeed. The jars lead me to so many more questions!
Thanks! I can’t help myself sometimes with all the puns… Thanks for commenting!
Very good little tale! Enjoyed the pun too.
Thanks, Gabriella. 🙂
It is amazing how in only 33 words a scary story can be told so vividly. Well done.
Thank you so much. I’ve always been a fan of scary stories.
Everyone needs a hobby.
Hahaha!
Ha… better run away girl…
And fast, too! Thanks for reading 🙂
jarring truth gets me – which on-line dating service was he from?
Hahaha. Actually, he can be found on multiple online dating platforms. Interestingly enough, no two of his profiles share the same identity information!
I saw this as a first date gone horribly, horribly wrong. Thank goodness I’m married.
Creepy awesomeness!
Hahaha that was my vision, too! Thanks for your comment. 😀
i think this a creepy tale pregnant with humor. 😀 good take!
Thank you so much, Mielle!
AH! Creepy! My father-in-law is the king of corny jokes. His favorite is saying, “The door isn’t ajar. It’s a door.” Groan. But this piece reminds me more of the episode of Dexter I watched the other night. Creepy!! Thanks for linking up.
Oooo, grisly and gruesome! I am trying not to picture it too closely. 🙂
Ha, that’s probably the best course of action. Thanks for reading!
Spooky but enjoyable.
Thank you. 😀