In Hot Water
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Last published Fri, Apr 24, 2015
I've been in the shower for hours now, and I have yet to run out of hot water. I can't leave. Something sits on the toilet seat only feet away from me. He's watching me. I peaked through the curtain earlier...just to get a glimpse of him. I wish I hadn't.
He had grey skin, only a few patches of, thin, blonde hair on his head. He had nails thaxtearsofcrimsonxt could have been at least a foot long. But...there was blood on those nails, with pieces of my wife's flesh still hanging off the tips of his nails. Every once in a while he'll make a creaky chuckle, a clearing of the throat...to show he's still there.
I don't want to get out, but the water keeps getting hotter ...and hotter. I'm starting to blister. I stand here, with boiling water hiting my back and I wonder how much longer I can take this.
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