She survived the eerie squeal that sent a chill down her spine, but the cold steel that touched her neck couldn’t save her from her horrid destiny.
He had saved to get his broken spectacles replaced, but the blurred sight of his daughter in her new fairy dress was priceless.
He claimed he was crazy in love; killing her for refusing him was his way of proving it.
This is my entry for Blogadda‘s WOW prompt ‘ Flowers at the door’ .. I don’t really know how I feel. For a long time I harped upon the comfort the illusion of having you around me brought in my life. Why wouldn’t I? We don’t easily give up on our people, do we? Vivaciously alive… Read More As I remember you today.. #WowPrompt
A checkered shirt unbuttoned halfway through, an intentionally mutilated ragged and torn pair of jeans, a hairstyle ripped off from his favourite Khan’s latest movie, the ear studs, the bracelets, the stench of cheap perfume one could smell from a mile away, and if all this wasn’t disgusting enough, the bizarre half-bear, half-monkey gait. This… Read More Wishful Thinking #BarAThon