15. Parasite
Jack gripped his stomach tightly, he could feel them moving, riving inside of him. He couldn't take it anymore, he needed them out. He needed them out now. He rushed to the kitchen and grabbed the largest knife he could find. He paused for a moment before plunging it deep into his stomach. He felt it pierce his intestines with a stomach churning squelch. He pulled it up and down, opening his guts as he fell to the floor. He watched with weakened eyes as small, leach like works crawled from within his intestines. Each wriggled into the light of day and flapped their wings, flying around the room. He looked inside himself, all of his intestines were lined with hundreds of small white eggs. Most of them hatched but some hadn't yet. The space not taken up by eggs was taken up by the riving winged worms, chewing away at his red raw flesh. His body weakened as he watched the worms fly out his window, ready to infect new hosts.
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Goretober 2020
HorrorI wanted to do goretober but I can't draw so I'm going to be writing a short story based on each prompt each day, I can't guarantee I'll finish it or that they will be good but I can promise that I will try
