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Waiting

March 14, 2022
By laynie-walloch GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
laynie-walloch GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
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Mom comes home at 8 o’clock every night to spend time with 

me. After playing, in the fresh snow, I wait for her return.

Hours pass. Then, Dad pulls me in close. He says, “It’s only us.”



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on Apr. 18 2022 at 10:26 am
The-Grim-Reaper SILVER, Hudson, New Hampshire
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Favorite Quote:
We are all born crazy some of us remain that way<br /> <br /> We don't talk about Bruno <br /> <br /> Silenco Bruno

Holy poop this gave me goose bumps- me again HI again first commenter so heeeeey again short sweet very dark creepy loads of chills my heart man- dropped like a hammer! Wow liked boom love your style dark short and sweet. Messing with my feelings type stuff. But also giving me inspiration as death *me* I take great joy in your pieces was reading one of your other ones like 5 seconds ago teehee like i said grim reaper is on you now like syrup on pancakes. Been having writers block lately and just haven't been keeping up with my wee ole tales of horror and death but again i have picked up my pen of bone to write. Writers like you are my inspo. May death and horror stay with you. Poor mother is gone. What happened to her? Murder- MARTHAAA- Teehe no put that away batman Martha is in my hellscape or perhaps a crash *SHATTER BAM CRASH* drunk driver hit poor mom? Oh no just the child and dad boy oh boy my mind is spinning like a top thank you fair person my mind is hopping around again I will keep up with you always comments on all your pieces but i cant linger on this on on to the next fare well.