I love my family.
I love my wife.
I love my kids.
Yet, I still feel lonely.
Knowing that I'm not going to last longer,
Nor my wife, and kids.
So, I want to watch them forever.
I took a rifle from the shed.
Shooting them, right on the chest.
Cut their head, and put it in a jar.
And, every morning, I would always admire their gorgeous faces.
I feel happy cause I can see them everyday.
Even, until my final breath.
I love my family.
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Horror Fiction
Short StorySome horror stories that will accompany your haunted nights. Read this at midnight with your lights off. Beware of the darkness, what's in your closet, behind the locked doors, basement, dark hallways, moreover, under your bed. ©Copyright by ficti...
