Nightmare

Creative Randomness, Fiction, Uncategorized

Sitting in the bar, sipping his drink.

He went to the bedroom and shot his wife.

He suddenly woke up and thanked God that it was only a nightmare and not something true.

He was going back to sleep when he felt something sticky. He switched on the lights only to find her dead.

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