His Brutal Murder

A Story by nessa

He was stabbed, and his guts were ripped out to be cooked and eaten. His new face was dug out with the same gore covered knife. A flame was burning inside him as he was placed on the front porch. Two siblings, young and old, go inside the house after being called for dinner.

"Did you finish the pumpkins?" The mother questions.

"Yeah, wait till you see how cool they are," the younger brother responds.

"Mine's better," assuredly says the older sister.

"No mine is!" plead the boy.

"Well I can't wait to see them," interrupted the mom handing them their plate of casserole.