I’m compelled to confess my multitude of grievous actions.
I’m what some people call a “Black Widow”. I’m not sure why I've decided to confess other than I've accumulated enough wealth to care for all my needs for a very long life.
I find the planning, keeping names and stories straight is just not worth the trouble anymore.
I will be leaving, changing my identity and beginning life over again…alone.
Don’t try to find me.
I didn't notify Sal, Ben, Paul, Kyle, nor Antonio. Sadly, they’re no longer with us.
Forever Yours, Yours and Yours
Having fun with Saturday Centus
17 comments:
Oh my!
Wow! :-) I think of all the stories that could be behind a letter like this, it could well be the intro to a book or movie, followed by a flashback of what lead to this point. Very intriguing! Great write, I hate to admit it, but it made me smile! :-)
Oh wow, she sure has been busy!
i loved that!~
I am adding a . . . i like, with the others . . .
well said Black Widow...hardy har har. love it
I wanted to read more!
Lynne x
Oh My! Way too funny! Loved it!
Blessings
Great funny evil! I wrote to a dead person too but definitely not in this light. Well done!
Written well my friend! Very clever indeed!
This reminds me of an Alfred Hitchcock story. Well done!
This was so great, lol.
Excellent black humor!
hahaha
This is perfect, Gail!
=D
The beginning to no end of the next big TV drama - think about it - the stories could go on for years - kinda neat actually.
Huh???
I love this!
Absolutely.
Love.
This.
Black Widow, indeed.
You are a clever one.
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