Jack and Jill went up the hill and there she was. The cold dead eyes of the stepmother staring back as she lay lifeless on the floor. With shovel in hand from a hard days labour, Jill looks at Jack; "Go fetch me a pale of water... the grounds too hard to bury this b*tch". Jack strolls off to get the water, he would never dare to disobey his sister. Upon returning, he see's there is more blood than before. Jill is standing over the body with a bloody shovel in her hand. Jack knows his sister has suffered one of her blackouts again. One of the ones where her eyes glaze over with blackness and she turns into a monster. That blackout was what got them in this situation in the first place. He dares look at Jill. That was the last look he ever gave as he goes tumbling down the hill.
So I found this writing prompt online and thought I'd give it a go!
Next month I'm gonna be doing a 30 day writing challenge! :) Stay tuned! :)
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