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The Headless Birb

    Alrighty, let's start~

   This story takes place in my good, old nursery school. I believe was around four or so and at the time. I had somehow stumbled upon a bird's head. Yes, a bird's head. Its body was nowhere to be found and it's skin was all rotten and decomposed-ish.

   Being the idiot kid I was back then, I figured it wouldn't hurt to take the decapitated head and put it in my dang pocket. I haven't the slightest clue of what was going through my head back then, but I guess I might've thought it'd grow it's body back?

   The day soon came to an end, and my pop came to pick me up from nursery school. I'd fallen asleep in the car ride home and my dad, not wanting to disturb me, just dumped me next to my mum as silently as he could.

  Now here's where the best part comes in. The bird's head had mysteriously rolled over to my mom's face during the night. They were so close they were practically touching!..( Godfather vibes, right? ) Boy, her reaction was priceless when she saw that rotten head. I kinda feel bad for her.. Eh can't change the past, now can we? :')

  There's that. Ha! Yeap, that mess ended with my mom screaming like a banshee, and refusing to even look at the bed mattress till it was thoroughly sanatized... hahh poor mum.

                   ~~~THE END~~~