Am I Sane

Taxidermy

The plane landed at 12:02 a.m. I watched as my bags came around on the luggage cart... I grabbed the one with the little girl in it...

I went to my hotel and unzipped the bag...she was out cold...I placed her on the bed to warm her up...she opened her eyes about 30 min later.

"Where's my mommy?" She asked.
"I'm your mommy" I said.
"Nu-uh," she said, "My mommy has blonde hair, where is she."
"Well you see, she....gave you to me...she didn't want you."
"Mommy didn't want me?"
"Ummm...no."
She started to cry. I thought she would love me! Why? Why doesn't she love me? She has to love me! I will make her love me! I grab her, and hit her head against the dresser. She was dead. In middle school I got into a crowd that did taxidermy. I was never interested in it until now. I stuffed her. She's my new daughter now! All mine, and the best part...she'll NEVER leave me!