Friday, 16 October 2009

Gretel's Tale




I cradle your head in my lap. Youre' quite dead now, brother. I grieve now. I brush the crumbs of gingerbread I'd eaten off your face and cry. I only ever wanted you for myself my darling. That is why I kept you in the cage long after she died.



I cradle your head in my lap. Youre' quite dead now, brother. I grieve now.

11 comments:

  1. you are super creepy. LOVE IT!

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  2. being hunted by a witch can do that to a girl...

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  3. It made more sense after I read the title. Maybe I should be doing that first?

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  4. Hehe yes it is always taken into consideration that one would start to read 'at the top' and read the title. :)

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  5. Greetings from South Africa.
    I love this one! Had to rake my brain a little to remember the original but I got there. Thanks for sharing your stories.
    Juz

    http://juztick.blogspot.com

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  6. does the title count as free words?

    ... it adds quite a bit to the story to know the girls name.

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  7. I have never counted the title words in my stories, but I title them all.

    Some people don't title their stories or pictures, but I always do. It is distinct from it.

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  8. Brilliant! I hope you've read John Connolly's Book of lost things? I think you'd like it alot :)

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  9. Love the creepy factor! What about from Hansel's perspective?

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  10. Wow, I just discovered your blog. I was searching for micro-fiction. I love your stories. This one is very creepy, I like it a lot.

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