Meaningful Story

A young girl went to visit her grandma at her old house somewhere out in the middle of nowhere. Mom and brother came too, but grandma insisted that she speak to each family member independently. Grandma was very old and dying. Mom and brother went before the little girl. As brother trod down the stairs, the little girl got up from her toys in the living room to greet him.

"Grandmother says you can go up now." Brother says.

"Thanks, Eli." The little girl said as she passed her older brother on the stairs.

"Eli get the fuck down here and help me with the dishes!" Mother yelled. Eli hurried down to the kitchen.

The little girl slowly opened the door to her grandmas room.

"Hi, grandma. It's Rosemarie." She whispered.

"I know who you are you little piece of shit. Now get yo punk ass in here and hold my hand like they do in the films cuz it makes me feel like you love me." Her grandma croaked.

Rosemarie did as her grandma commanded. As she sat by her grandma and grabbed her hand, she said, "but grandma, I DO love you."

"Cut the bull crap. No one loves me." Her grandma snorted.

Rosemarie shut her mouth. She knew her grandmothers words held the truth. But she did love her grandma a little. Well, more like appreciated. Everyone said that Rosemarie got her beautiful hair from her grandma. Not that she could tell. Her grandma wore a bald cap and a wig over that. Anyway.

"Grandma, you're very old." Rosemarie softly murmured.

"Like I don't fucking know. Shut up and let me tell you something." Her grandma replied. Rosemarie leaned foreword eagerly. "Once apon a time, I was a young woman. Probably 5 or something years ago. I can't remember. Doesn't matter. Let me start over. I was once young. And in love. I ran away with the man I loved. He was about 23 years older than I. What can I say, I like them mature. I lived in France. We ran away to Scotland because I love unicorns and they still had a thriving population."

"Unicorns!?" Rosemarie was on the edge of her seat.

"Would you just shut your bitch-ass up?" Grandma snapped.

"Sorry" Rosemarie whispered.

"Where was I? Oh yes. Unicorns. I caught one with my handsome stud. We hog-tied the little fucker and cut his balls off. It creates a bond between you and the unicorn, neutering 'em. So we untied him and he followed us around. Now, this whole time we were tripping on LSD. Turned out that it was NOT a fucking unicorn, but a homeless man-cat. Not a male cat, a man-cat mix. Yep. Better believe it because it's true. He was messed something up. So after I fucked him, my man left me. He called it cheating. Life lesson girl, no matter what your man says, it's NOT cheating if he's not human! So, I got screwed over by the love of my life.

Here's my message to you. Love, because you can never love enough. And even those who don't cause you heartbreak, in the end they don't matter. No one does."

"I don't matter to you, grandma?" Rosemarie questioned.

"Of course not, little fuck-tard. You suck balls. I don't even know who you are."

"Oh." Said Rosemarie.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM RAPIST!" Grandma yelled, jumping up from her bed, grabbing Rosemarie and throwing her punk-bitch-ass out the window. She laid back down, orgasmed once, and died.

The end.