Who killed Mom and Dad, Jack?_COLLECTING_Beth's Diaper Adventure_THE CHOICE
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Who killewww.onedoor.ccd Mom and Dad, Jack?
Trigger warning: child abuseDewinton, 1990My parents weren’t the same as other parents. They didn’t take us to school or buy us clothes. Mom didn’t pack our lunches or read us bedtime stories, and Dad didn’t play ball with us or mow the lawn. That’s what other kids said about their parents. Mom never really said anything, she just giggled. Dad was always swinging his wooden bat around. Mom laughed when Dad swung his bat around, and she laughed harder when it struck us. Stop moving around! He howled with his guttural, raspy voice. Just take a hit! I was twelve years old when they died. It was N...
COLLECTING
I had gotten off work early that afternoon and went to the Ye Olde Black Hound for a drink and some action. It was the first time I had entered that pub in central London. I walked up to the bar and greeted the bartender, who told me his name was Pat O'Bannon. I asked him for a double whisky, no ice. Pat poured me a generous measure and placed a paper napkin with the initials YOBH stamped in two colours next to the glass. I admired it for a few moments. “Beautiful napkin. The old hound drawing is wonderful,” I told him. “Yes, it is a classic. We have been in this place for over a hundred year...
Beth's Diaper Adventure
I woke up to the golden sunlight that poured into my room. I stretched then took the covers off and smiled. My diaper. I couldn’t believe I was wearing one! And it was all thanks to Jade! I stood up and felt the urge. I shrugged. Might as well. I watched it swell up. Ah, relief! I undid and took it off. “Now for a nice shower!” I walked into my bathroom and looked in the mirror. My blond hair was getting awfully long. Should I? I looked at the razor and bit my lip. Nah. I stepped into the stall and turned the water on.After my shower, I returned to my room and opened my dresser. I rummaged t...
THE CHOICE
Ah, so we meet again. I thought it might have been later than sooner, but FATE decided it so.Looks like she did. So how have you been?An urgent choice must be made, and you want to make unpleasurable small talk? So very like you.Ug, so incredibly formal. Loosen up a little would you? This one’s choice will be easy. Life’s been cruel to him. He’ll choose me. Just wait and see.You do know I hate that phrase with a passion. I do not decide that. Our good friend FATE does. If I had my way, you would not have a job.You’re being cruel again. Don’t tempt FATE, she’d gladly put me out of my job. And t...