People often asked her about her scars.
She never told them that she once bit a piece of her hand and it tasted so good, it became a habit.
Her mother kept secrets.
She freaked out one early morning, when she walked in on her mother ravenously eating a grey cat in the kitchen.
“That silly little parrot is a horcrux?”
“Sounds almost funny after Nagini, doesn’t it? Anyway, gotta destroy what we gotta destroy.”
Oh! How she loved that red umbrella that seemed to change the rain to drops of blood in the twisted imagination of her sadistic mind.
There was a constant war between the brain and the heart. Furious, one day the brain killed the heart.
Doctors called it a heart attack.
He was a snake charmer. One night, as he lay sleeping, the snakes took their revenge.
Only his flute remained next to his pillow.
A picture is worth a thousand words.
Dorian Gray’s portrait was worth a thousand lies.
The eagle flew towards the golden disk. Its mighty wings blanketed it, leaving the world in darkness.
Animal bits and blood everywhere when she woke up.
“God! I need to stop sleeping with this cheetah!” she thought to herself.
They were sick and dying. The minister checked on them.
“Boil their blood thoroughly before using it in the soup,” he ordered the chef.
The woods were haunted by a man on a brown horse. No one knew that the rider was different each time, and the horse loved human flesh.
She could’ve sworn she saw him in the audience before the curtain fell. It was preposterous. She had murdered him over a year ago..
A hundred roses lay on the floor. He had carefully cut out the thorns and laid them on the bed before putting the baby to sleep on it
“Aah, that shade of lipstick looks gorgeous on you!” she calmly told the terrified woman who’s lips she was scraping with a blade.
The couch was cozier than any bed. It smiled for was aware of its seductive charms that drew people to it, before it made a meal of them.
She kidnapped little girls.
The minute she realized it wasn’t her long lost daughter, she would cut them to pieces and feed her cats.
He finally reached a land filled with cacti and pig carcasses. He thought it was just another mirage.
“Food!” he cried.
His brain was really fuzzy. He could not think or work clearly.
He didn’t know an ant was slowly eating it up from inside.