I had to get out of there.
He likes his milk and cookies.
So I made him some.
With a little sugar, but lots of poison.
I poured him a glass of spoiled milk, too.
I sang him a lullaby as he ate.
I sang, "ashes, ashes, we all fall down," as he died.
Now he knows how I feel.
YOU ARE READING
Crybaby.
Short StoryThe story of Crybaby. ••• Quick little thing I made. I read my friend's book, which was inspired by Melanie Martinez' album 'Crybaby.' I decided to make my own spin on it. Her user is @xixrex
