The day she realized she hated her
brother was the day she went into his
room
until then she loved him,
everyone loved him
He was the family's artist, the prodigy
and he was damn good
and had some career ahead of him
"A rare talent," the
teachers said
And sure the teachers were right
but they didn't know about the
prodigy's secret stash of
lewd drawings featuring his little
sister and even his mother
they were skillfully laid across A4
pages divided in panels and some
even had speech bubbles and
what was written in those speech bubbles
made her burst out of the cursed room
and run into hers screaming
"Sick fuck sick fuck sick fuck fuck!"
The family dinner was never the
same
nothing was the same
And why she kept the secret,
she didn't know
Woah. Heavy.
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Thanks 🙂
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The power of brevity. Caused a brief moment of tinnitus for me. Usually only Peter Straub does that for me.
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Thank you
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Keeping secrets doesn’t always help n in such a case a sister may need to report this to the mother so as find an appropriate means of getting a brother to do away with such stuff.
It’s an amazing post💚💚
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The characters are entirely fictional, but you are right 🙂
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I know they’re fictional. Simply wanted to share an opinion💚🙂
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It is good that the characters are fictional. That means I can recommend killing the little pervert a clear conscience.
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Monsters come in many shapes and forms. Not all are serial killers, some are like that kid :)))
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Very powerful
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Thank you
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