warning: mutant in puberty

I had a lot of fun with this.

1. When I was six, a mummified hairless cat just sort of appeared by the house. I had to jump over it whenever I went anywhere. Nobody moved it, it was just there for a few months and then it disappeared.

2. There was a cow head just laying out back for a while. I think my gramma was feeding it to the chickens. I fucking hate the chickens.

3. Every Halloween, my mom would send me to the dead pile to get bones to scatter around the yard for decorations. I never really realized it was weird that we had things called ‘dead piles’, but there you go

4. My brain went fuzzy during a family barbecue and I don’t know what to tell you but I left for twenty minutes and came back with four other girls wearing cow pelvises and tubing as armour and claiming myself to be the ‘mighty lord magnet-tron’.

5. I found a kayak in the forest once. I brought it home, but my gramma stole it.

6. Found a cracked fish tank buried under a tree once. I took it home, but my gramma stole it.

7. There’s a lot of bathtubs in the forest and I don’t know why

8. Someone left a deer head on the porch once. Not sure why. Just the whole head, cut off at the neck. That was odd.

9. There’s just these… Weird, powdery chunks of.. I dunno, something. Just buried all over. I don’t know if they’re soft rocks or what

10. Some friends and I found something big and dead inside a garbage bag under a log, once. We told an adult but they said not to worry about it so we sort of let it go. It’s been nine years and nobody’s questioned it

11. Our rooster killed itself. Not sure how, but it did.

12. A bird carried my cat away when I was 7 and nobody told me so I spent 6 weeks looking for it. I only found half.

13. There’s a lot of skulls

14. There’s a spot out back where kitchen appliances just show up. I found a wok, a toaster, a toaster oven, and two sinks so far.

15. A bunch of porn was just… In the woods. DVDs. And a couple bible-on-casette albums. 3 pairs of prescription glasses. Someone was into some weird shit, I guess.

16. Sometimes the air smells like death and my mom just goes, ‘think it was something big?’ And I have to go find it

17. My gramma keeps collecting toilets and 4 foot tall solid wooden lawn gnomes and decorating the driveway with them

      Leaning back, the man shut the book he had been holding, placing it on the coffee table and instead grabbing the remote to the television as Louis came back into the room, flipping it on.

“Please… Please..! I’ll do anything..!!”

“P-please.. Please don’t..”

“Anything but that.. Please, please! Stop!”

“Stop? Why on earth would I do a thing like that for?”

“We’re having so much fun!”

“We’ll have so much fun, you and I…”

“Look at the new toy I got for us to play with!”

“Shut up! Shut up!!”

“Oh please.. Like I haven’t heard that one before…”

“If I had a nickel for every time someone begged me to stop… I’d be fucking rich.”

“Ooh, look at that. Look at all the blood. Amazing, isn’t it?”

“Let’s crack open the hood and see what’s underneath, shall we?”

“You know what I love more than agonized screaming? The sound of people choking on their own blood. Very satisfying.”

“If you beg, I might just stop… Maybe. But only if you’re sincere.”

“Beg me, you stupid whore! Beg me to stop! Come on!!”

“Go ahead – beg for forgiveness. God’s the only friend you’ve got down here. ”

“Shut up or I’ll wrap your intestines around your throat like a scarf.”

“Ha ha! I love it when they scream!”

“Keep going… I love the sound of your voice.”

“Stop praying! There is no God here.”

“Shut the fuck up!!”

“Let’s play a game, shall we? It’s called, ‘how many of your organs can I remove before you die?’“

“Alright, here’s the deal… Since you scream every time you see me – let’s just remove your eyes, hm?”

“Has anyone ever told you how good you look in red?”

“Beautiful… Absolutely beautiful…”

“I’m not going to kill you… But I’m going to make you wish I would.”

“This is what you get! This is what you get for hurting me!”

“Do you like rats? I hope so. Because we’re going to play a little game with one that involves your stomach, a container, and an open flame.”

“Have you ever heard of abacination?”

“You’ve got cavities back there, you know. Why don’t remove those pesky teeth for you, hm?”

“Wake up! Can’t have you passing out on me.”

“I won’t scream.”

“I won’t tell you anything.”

“There’s no way I’m gonna tell you shit.”

“By the time anyone finds your body, they won’t be able to identify it.”

“No one is coming for you.”

“You won’t get away with this!”

“People will notice! They’ll look for me!”

“Stop, oh god, please! Please stop.. The pain..!”

“You’re insane!”

“Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing – I’ve got a medical degree, you know.”

“Shh, don’t cry. Don’t cry.”

“No tears now, okay? Everything will soon be over.”

“Stop! Please, stop! I’ll tell you anything! Just stop!”

“Tell me – how does this feel?”

“I hate you! Oh god, I hate you!”

“Fuck you!”

“Fuck off!”

“Oh, what a mess you’ve made…”

“You look like a mess.”

“Chin up, kid. It’ll be over soon enough.”

“I’m just going to borrow a few fingers, okay?”

“Could you lend me a ‘hand’? Yes? Oh good. I was planning on taking it anyway.”

“Shut up, I’m not going to kill you. You don’t deserve that kind of mercy.”

“You know why you’re here.”

“Own up to what you’ve done and maybe you’ll leave here alive!”

“What the fuck is wrong with you!?!”

“Please! Someone help! Anyone! Oh god.. PLEASE!”

“Not that – anything but that! P-please! PLEASE, NO!”

“Let me go. Please.. Please let me go…”

“I’ll tell you anything you want! Just please, please stop!”