Death 165

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
CHILDHOOD.FAMILY.WEIRD.FLASH FICTION. FROM THE COLLECTION " BORN UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF SHADOWS " NO 165

Submitted: August 06, 2019

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Death

 

  Auntie Mary is gone, and Mr Shadow is alone now

in bed. I go up to him, he yells at me...

- I've got an awful fuckin' pain in my guts Jasper. It's

fuckin' awful!

- Mr Shadow remember what the doctors said to you,

you shouldn't drink 'cause you've got pancreatitis.

- Fuck them!

- But the grog will kill you Mr Shadow. Your pancreas

will haemorrhage!

- Fuck you! This is a fuckin' awful way to go.

- Are you angry with me Mr Shadow?

- No, I'm not fuckin' angry with you Jasper. Why

would I be angry with you?

- Do you want me to get you something from the 

  shop? Do you want me to get you a newspaper,

or something?

- Why would I wanna fuckin' newspaper? I wanna 

drink!

- But the grog will kill you Mr Shadow.

- I don't fuckin' care. This is a fuckin awful way to go.

  And then I notice the blood on Mr Shadow's bed 

sheet, and the shadows in his eyes. I call out to him,

but he won't answer, and I realize he's not breathing.

I know that he's dead.

 

THE END


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