| Daddy
was good. So good that he lived in a community with other people who seemed
happy to him. Daddy was good until he was cut to pieces in a massacre
where liver, eyeballs, intestines and body fluids exploded with tremendous
frenzy. Being cut to pieces made daddy bad, and now, having wakened from
the coma I was in, he haunts me, his little daughter, in my dreams, calling
for vengeance. I love daddy a lot, because everyone knows that a little
girl’s heart always belongs to her father, but he’s giving
me a hard time. To top it all, my boyfriend’s no jewel and my adoptive
parents want my inheritance. The cop? I don’t know. I think I’ll
end up murdering him and adopting his little daughter. Even if it’s
only to annoy him... |
