Willy Boy

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oh, willy wake up
you murderous parasite

willy bolt up right in his bed. Who what the hell was that
my imagination to much weed

Carrie, oh, Willy Boy
imagination, I'm not
you will pay

time jumps two days
willy looks like death warmed over
the lack of sleep is driving him mad

Carrie Willy, you must feel so guilty

willy leave me alone
Carrie, I will when you either turn yourself in or kill yourself

willy kill myself what
Carrie, the guilt you carry is because of that Halloween night when you laughed as you and you idiot friends murdered me

Willy stood suddenly
no, no, no
Kate, come back to bed
you and your damn night terrors

Carrie, the choice is yours, but you will pay.

Carrie BryantWhere stories live. Discover now