Stab Stab – Tiny Fear #9A

Posted on June 7, 2012


For a long waste of time she was into romance, but then she became more interested in knives. The romance was not working as promised. Men were generally disappointing creatures and so she began to hunt them with new intentions. Instead of love, she took up stalking and stabbing. This was something new, and something more achievable.

She stopped and said to her first victim, well isn’t that funny?

Isn’t what funny, he screamed.

She said, isn’t it funny the way we sometimes replace love with new hobbies?

No, he cried. No. It isn’t funny at all. You are quite pretty. I would love you forever if you would stop.

That bores me, she said. She smiled gently, all teeth.