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Her Favorite Show

When I first got home the TV was one. Probably one of mom’s favorite shows. But I couldn’t find her. She wasn’t on the sofa and she wasn’t in the living room.

As I traversed through the mess of clothes and old food on the floor, I still couldn’t find her. I was yelling her name and running up and down the stairs. Still nothing.

I finally thought to look out back. Maybe she’s in the garden again. I made my way back down the stairs. I entered the kitchen and opened the back door.

I began to walk the grounds. She had so many beautiful plants.
Her roses.
Her petunias.
Her tomatoes.
Her hand.

Wait, Her hand?! Sure enough, right there squished between two ripe tomatoes was her severed hand. I could see where her wedding ring used to be. But the question is, was it stolen, or did she take it off before hand. Hand… oh god. Why did I use that phrase.

I kept going to try and find more body parts. I found an ear, an ear of corn. Then I found her actual ear. Strange. And right there, mixed with all her lettuce was her head, just smiling up at me. Her eyes closed.

“Oh mom, why? What happened?” Right as I asked I felt a cool steel slide into my spine. Sharp but smooth. I could feel my blood running down my back. I dropped to my knees and fell forward. I tried to turn to see who it was but there was no one.

The last sight I saw before I died was my mom’s face. Just smiling back at me.

“It’ll be ok now sweetie.”

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