Another Monday Morning
You hear the echo of the your screem resound of the walls and begin to reverberate.
"You did not listen" The voice booms adding to the echo of your own. You feel the vibrations continue until something cracks. Before you know what is making that horrible sound you know no more.
You mother finds you two days later on one of her suprise visits. She does not realize it is you because the walls of your room are simply covered in body fragments as if someone had exploded in the vecinity of your bed.
The police investigate and after a year finally determine your identity. Your mother takes the ashes of your flesh and places them with the family remains to rest forever in Peace.
"You did not listen" The voice booms adding to the echo of your own. You feel the vibrations continue until something cracks. Before you know what is making that horrible sound you know no more.
You mother finds you two days later on one of her suprise visits. She does not realize it is you because the walls of your room are simply covered in body fragments as if someone had exploded in the vecinity of your bed.
The police investigate and after a year finally determine your identity. Your mother takes the ashes of your flesh and places them with the family remains to rest forever in Peace.
