Two Sentences (Ongoing)

11-20

The farmer was branding his livestock, the pained sound of his animals quickly filling up the farm. He was always one to talk to his animals, especially during branding, to help calm them- he hated crying children.

You pick a small bouquet of flowers and give them to your mom, and while you were careful not to breathe in too much of their toxic pollen, your mom takes a big whiff. You bury her next to your "missing" father.

The small puppy played with its siblings, wresting for bones the others were chewing on, as you watched. By now, the bones were the only thing left of your body for them to chew on.

I hate driving at night, especially when I almost hit people. When I drive during the day, my aim is a lot better.

Going deaf isn't that bad. I can still hear the voices in my head.

I screamed at her to leave before I had to hurt her, but she just kept walking towards me, and I killed her. Now her babies are pouring out of the eggsac she had been carrying on her back.

Your mother was right: they were all laughing at you. But you were scared- this blood was from humans, not pigs.

You saw eyes watching you before the candle went out, leaving the room pitch black. Your prey screamed.

Looking in the mirror, I screamed when I  saw a bloody corpse lying in the bathtub. I just want to carry one to full term.

Her bones crunched as the chiropractor worked his magic. She had been incredibly stiff from chopping up her girlfriend.