damn these stories

This is a small collection of stories. I like to write in hand, guess I'm just more old school, so this is what I've come up with.

* I apologize for the spelling and grammar, English is my second language (not that I'm very good at grammar in any language at all, hah)


39. 13

The dogs they shrine

Maybe they are shrieking

I can not hear it

I shrink and shrink

Under their suspicious eyes

But there is nothing to do

I might be dead

But are the dogs dead?

Is this my Heaven now?

Or am I in Hell?

The dogs they grow

I think I should be afraind

But I am no longer capable

I think I am dead

I don't know what to do now

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