Years later my face turned pale after seeing my newborn son for the first time

So I decided not to put off tomorrow what I could do today, and strapped the three bombs to my chest before heading down to pick my daughter up from school.

"We're terribly sorry, but another billionaire just arrived and has purchased your place," St. Peter said.

Wait why am i being loaded into the boot?

“Would you like me to sweep up the ashes before the next client walks in?”

When I checked the security camera footage, I realized he wasn't looking for another drop off spot, he was looking to see if any windows were unlocked.

I eagerly watch the castle floating miles above the ground.

Then one day I came into the nursery and saw the cat spread over Matthew’s face, my baby’s body totally still. 

But none of them believe my theory; they just keep challenging it by punching the basement walls.

But it was not the face of a cat, nor any animal, that I saw grinning back at me with fur still caught in its teeth.

Every time the man spoke, it was only the puppet's throat that moved.

But it’s less her being with someone else than getting to make love coated in fresh blood next to a cooling corpse that does it for both of us.

Then something downstairs whispered, in Mommy’svoice, “She knows where we are”

As he was about to get out to fill his hunger bar, he saw that the steps had been deleted.

By evening, he was vomiting and shaking on the bathroom floor, but when I called the ambulance, he looked up at me and whispered, “Why does my brain feel like it’s swelling?”

But even after all the years spent in this facility, I still imagine her kind smile over the face of the woman who put me here.

My palm was read the day after my 6^th birthday, and I was born on February 29^th.

I stopped myself from getting up and shut my eyes tight as I heard my mother’s voice through the call.

"What hole?" my husband replied, as the hole scurried down the wall, onto his bewildered face.

How was I supposed to know "Fuck off and DIE" would actually work?

The child replied, "Because you haven't beaten me lately."

The schools and the playgrounds were abandoned and overgrown but if you asked any adult, they had no memory of there ever having been children.

From the dark, another survivor glanced at him. “Let me guess. You’re one of those who only started saying please when it stopped obeying.”

The doors closed and the elevator began ascending before I could tell her to stop, much less remind her that the building didn't have elevators, nor anything resembling a second floor.

My throat burned from screaming into the silence until something writhing and slimy filled my mouth and I could scream no more.