6

"The call is coming from inside the house!" the officer's voice echoed as he started coming down from his hiding spot.

—-

Do not get me wrong, the sex was good last night.

I just could have done without the late-night cannibalism.

—-

I found my little brother's body dangling from the ceiling.

My mother looked back to me and spoke "Let's keep this a secret just between us girls."

—-

Many people took the pills so that they would fall asleep and dream peacefully forever.

When I took the pills I ended up in an eternal nightmare.

—-

We slept soundly together on the sofa as I held my daughter close to my chest.

I awoke from my dream realizing that I was clinging tightly to her urn.

—-

Growing up I was always told that cartoons would rot my brain.

No one told me that my blood would be black as ink.

—-

"My boy is back!" the mother cried as she wrapped her arms around the child that she thought was dead.

She was so desperate to see her son again that she didn't care about the demon behind him, stringing his body along like a marionette.

—-

I looked at the gun in my hand, the same one that I used to kill my wife and three children.

"It's better this way." I dropped the empty gun to the floor as the undead broke down our door.

—-

"No, it's okay," his mother smiled weakly to the child, "I'm not all that hungry."

The young boy nodded, knowing full well that they barely lived day-by-day on his mother's paycheck, as he started to eat his mother's disembodied hand that she cut off to feed him.