She died at the hands of her killer. He looked deep into her eyes, hearing a sigh from her lips with her last breath - then gently laid her on the floor behind the couch, with only her eyes able to watch him leave through the front door. That's all folks.....
Yes, WooHoo you were first! I do believe I think she is pretty on pink, well that which we can see! But oh my no, blood, did I see it no! Goodness shall she survive this or......... ? !
23 comments:
gruesome fate awaits her
she is being dragged backwards by the walking dead.
Indeed. Often the tale, and the eyes always know.
lovely
Wow.
indeed..wow..didn't see that coming!!
Beautifully written...
The blood wept a name.. wonder if that's what the forensics found.
I almost went in your direction, but took a hard left to the more humouous side! Very well done- excellent!
Wow, a bit chilling..
HUGS to your family. I like the pink. B
Sense of abandonment very apparent. Nicely Gail!
Hank
"Her blood wept a name…"
Surely, the coroner must be a poet.
Startling, eerie, good write.
Moving & chilling tale.
Hope no one has this fate...
My heart just broke a little...
so well captured....
She loves pink and had to get closer??
She died at the hands of her killer. He looked deep into her eyes, hearing a sigh from her lips with her last breath - then gently laid her on the floor behind the couch, with only her eyes able to watch him leave through the front door.
That's all folks.....
She is sad, but not down in the dumps.
I see you're back to your old tricks again…
;)
Well . . .
Yes, WooHoo you were first! I do believe I think she is pretty on pink, well that which we can see! But oh my no, blood, did I see it no! Goodness shall she survive this or......... ? !
Screaming eyes, indeed...
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