My poor baby
Posted Mar 2, 2011 by anonymous | 121 views | 0 comments
It was a saturday & my family was around, for a bbq. I have one jack russel called daisy. My lovely dog USED to love chicken. I was cooking it for the family, ready for them to come round. My daisy smelt the cooking chicken, & leaped onto the bbq. It burned alive. I couldn't help it, as it set on fire. It yelped, & pleaded for help, but I just stood still, unable to move. I was in shock. It screamed, until I went mad. When the fire died down, I went over to my singed dog, & cried. Then after, I remembered all the good times, & remembered all the tortuterous times it gave me. Then without an ounce of guilt, I carved my dog into 6 big pieces for my family to eat. They would never know. I felt insane, out of my mind. The door bell rang, & I let the family in for lunch. They ate the dog, thinking it was rabbit, & I joined them. It really did taste
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