“It’s pizza night, Mum.”
We scream and race around the room, throwing our schoolbags on the floor. But there’s no smell of pizza. No plates or forks or knives on the table. No Mum. Where is Mum?
“Muuuuum!”
Robbie attacks us with a candlestick, his light sabre. Miah recoils, giggles, and runs.
Where is she? She had promised pepperoni and cheese. I’m bursting for a wee. I rush in and Mum’s on the floor, her eyes all funny. I watch a line of red run down her mouth.
“It’s pizza night, Mum,” I say, shaking her body hard. She remains still.
That’s given me goosebumps! I need more words! ?
There is nothing more to say!
it’s like a cute little HORROR story..
jeez
Thank you! It’s quite unsettling, I don’t like to imagine the situation!
What a chilling story
Thanks sis!
Sweet, yet haunting at the end. Enjoyed it immensely!
Thank you!
Some very scary imagery, indeed! Nicely done.
Thank you!