She thought about him as she strolled down the street, carrying her two children. One on her back and one on the used stroller she bought with money collected over time. “This was all his fault” she thought to herself. He got her pregnant and left her. She never once heard from him again. It didn’t help that it had been twins though, a boy and girl. That’s why her family threw her out. Now she was stuck with the two things. She hadn’t bothered to give them names. They were just mistakes.
The thought became too overwhelming. She sat at an empty alleyway and began to cry, taking the boy from her back and gently laying him on the floor. Her stomach grumbled as she cried. She hadn’t eaten in days. Every bit of food that she got had gone to the babies. Then she smelt it, the rancid odour coming from the boy’s diaper. She got up to remove the boy’s diaper. As she was getting it off, he started to laugh. She looked at the boy and saw his face, the face that started it all, the face she hated so much.
The boy was still laughing when she brought the rock down upon his face. She stopped for a moment, took a deep breath and continued, breathing heavily as she brought the rock down upon her son’s face again and again. She kept doing it until every last bit of life was gone from the boy. Until the corpse was no longer recognizable as a human being.
Then she started to laugh, laughing at the mutilated copse of her 7 week old son. She then dug her hands into the bloody mess that was once her son, took a bloody piece of flesh and slowly put it in her mouth. Chewing slowly as if to savour the taste. She did it again, a little more this time, smiled and then started really eating. Taking chunk after chunk of flesh into her mouth with inhuman hunger, occasionally getting cut by a piece of bone. Then she heard the girl cry, having been awoken by her noisy eating.
She stopped eating for a moment and looked at the crying baby, she looked confused for a moment, having forgotten all about the baby and then she smiled. She dug into the corpse of the boy, waving away the flies as she did so. And brought out a relatively soft chunk, probably a piece of the brain and put it in the baby’s mouth. The baby stopped crying for a moment and bit on the piece of flesh with her toothless gums as if analyzing the taste and then took it all into her mouth, not having the faintest idea that she was eating the person with whom she had shared a womb with for nine months. She looked at the baby, smiling as she fed her more of her brother’s corpse. She felt absolutely no remorse, even as she used the jagged end of the baby’s thigh bone to spear the girl through the neck.
