"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!" He screamed, the broken handle of the letter opener in his hands stained red.
I tried to open my mouth to say something, anything, that I was ok and I understood, and it wasn't his fault, but all that came out was a wretched sound and a pool of blood.
I felt hands take hold of me, lay me on the floor and cradle my head.
I heard yelling and crying.
Where is everyone
Why is it so cold
Oh David, I'm so sorry, this is all my fault.
Please don't hurt him
Don't take him away
It was an accident.
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AléatoireA bundle of blurbs. (from my pinterest comments) Vote for which to expand into full stories! Each of these bits and bobs, odds, and ends was inspired by a pin of a prompt, poem, or picture, so without the pin might make no sense 🥲 But I'm working...
