Headache
Okay, I finally wrote a little something for Matt Dinniman's Halloween writing contest. So here we go!
Headache
I don't know what they'll do to me when they arrive. Nothing good, I imagine, not that I deserve more. It was supposed to be another business meeting, going over recent financial losses. It was already a bad week, what with this pounding in my head. There was already enough bickering between the board members. I don't know what came over me. I don't know when it came over me. The chairwoman's neck, next thing I know it's in my hands. Her trachea collapsing in my hands. Her face is blue. Oh God, why won't this headache go away?
Headache
I don't know what they'll do to me when they arrive. Nothing good, I imagine, not that I deserve more. It was supposed to be another business meeting, going over recent financial losses. It was already a bad week, what with this pounding in my head. There was already enough bickering between the board members. I don't know what came over me. I don't know when it came over me. The chairwoman's neck, next thing I know it's in my hands. Her trachea collapsing in my hands. Her face is blue. Oh God, why won't this headache go away?
posted by Robert at 1:09 AM
4 Comments:
Awesome. Didn't like it so much at first, but I read it again and it clicked.
Wow! Someone liked it!
This makes me happy.
Oh, how careless of me.
Thank you very much :).
I'm sure I've been in that meeting. You write it as reality, thus far I've kept it under control...
:)
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