Oh, how I love you, my dove. You soared with such beauty through the sky, but always landed on my windowsill to grace me with your presence. I could not believe that I had you in my life. But, my dove, you must understand, I missed you when you were gone. My life felt so empty without you there all the time. I just couldn't go on without you there. I needed you badly. So, my dove, I hope you know now why I had to kill you and store you in my basement. Now, you'll never leave me again.
Horrorshow over 9 years ago
The narrator here seems a tad deranged! Good stuff as always, Brandon.
Brandon Sutton over 9 years ago
Thanks for the kind words!
Bryan Thomas over 9 years ago
Damn dove, crappin' all over the windowsill. ;o)