I feel the soft patter of water on my head. I look up at the small holes that project the only light I can see. Water is coming through, raining on me. Ahh,it feels wonderful. The water isn't "clean"though. It contains all of the dirt and sweat from your busy day. I stick my tongue out,tasting you. Then comes my favorite part. You clean your hair,and some pieces come out. They travel through the holes,landing next to me. I scrape them moving to put them with the rest. I have a large collection of them. I've been collecting them since you were young. I have enough to make a wig out of them. The water ceases,and you leave the view of my holes. I place your hair on my head, strands falling on my face. I inhale deeply,smelling you. I can't wait till your next shower so that I can show you my new hair.
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Once Upon A Time
HorrorShe warned us,we laughed. We kept laughing as she was being tortured. She looked at me and said "long live the king,you and your kingdom may forever live" Maybe we were wrong. So I showed her mercy. I gave her a quick and painless end. We all knew n...
