This is meant to be practise for this months AW forum blog fest. My challenge for this blogfest was to write either a horror or a mystery. I decided to do a spin on a previous flash that I wrote called what did you do?. I’m still practising this characters voice and I might repost it for the blog fest sssh Enjoy… Re Gypsy X
*********Update. I did decide to use it for the AW blog chain. ;o) Here are the entries from the others. My story comes just after.This time round we did a blogfest related to genres, well a sort of musical chairs and assigned everyone a genre they weren’t used to or too comfy with. ***************
Week One (January 7th)
Regan- http://www.reganleigh.com/?p=1955
Gary- http://bigwords88.wordpress.com/2011…airs-blogfest/
Claire- http://clairegillian.com/2011/01/06/…-duty-mom-ops/
Hillary - http://hillaryjacques.blogspot.com/2…-blogfest.html
GradyHendrix - http://www.gradyhendrix.com/
Week Two (January 14th)
Amanda- http://www.amandaplavich.com/
Dolores- http://dianedooley.wordpress.com/201…urban-fantasy/
Ben- http://ben-bradley.blogspot.com
Agnyl78- http://iototasi.wordpress.com/2011/0…c-17-material/
Jamie- http://jamiekswriter.livejournal.com/
Cole - http://www.colealpaugh.com/blog/
Scarlett- http://scarlettparrish.blogspot.com/
Week Three (January 21st)
IdiotsRUs - http://juliazknight.wordpress.com/
Janine- http://janinesclayson.blogspot.com
Aheila- http://thewriteaholicblog.wordpress.com/
Mike- http://dispassionatewitness.wordpress.com/
CScottMorris- http://ralfast.wordpress.com/2011/01/29/the-musical-chairs-blogfest-countdown/
Week Four (January 28th)
Sianshan- http://chapmansian.blogspot.com/
Ralph Pines- http://ralfast.wordpress.com
rmgil04- http://writersinprogresswip.blogspot.com/
Proach- http://www.deannaproach.com/
Regypsy- http://regypsy.wordpress.com/ Thats me! ;o)
LadyCat- http://carolsrandomness.blogspot.com
LadyMage- http://www.katherinegilraine.com
DEAR ROSIE
Ma goofy Rosie. Wanna see you smilin’ again. All I wanted was dat ear worm ta tunnel into someone elses ’ed for a bit, an’ no one else hears ’em voices or see’s ‘em faces.
I thought you understood like. What da fuck Rosie! I thought we were special like. Different from da other crew. Forever youse said. Why’d ya lie to me like that?
It’s your b-day soon, I even got ya a dress like. Red ya fav colour. You’d look savage in it too, catchin’ those bloke’s eyes, while ya dancin’. You’se always was a sexy gal, an’ ya knew it. Got ya some new dance lessons too. Am tryin’ too hard to make ya ‘appy wiv us, then ya went an’ ruined it, init.
Katie keeps on ringin’ da house phone, an’ I dunno what for.
I made ya breakfast, an’ ya went an’ let it go cold. Pancakes an’ syrup. Ya fav.
Katie’s a whore, so’s you’d both get along fine. She won’t leave me alone. She thinks I need regular therapy. Pussy’s do therapy. Can ya imagine! I told her to try someone wiv loads of dollars, instead of me, an’ I chucked ha’ pills down the loo.
Rosie, it just ain’t the same wiv ya not around. It ain’t, an’ I keep hearin’ ‘em in ma head. They all fuckin’ lovin’ it, an’ da’re laugin’ at me too, they wants me ta do it, again.
I shud’av told ya dat things ‘ave been bad. Jack fired me today, an’ he did it off a bleedin’ text. Said it was ‘cos I was always late, an’ ‘cos he thinks I’m a bit wierd.
So I went an’ got a piece from Charlie today, ‘cos I was mad init. It ain’t no AK 47, but I wanted to teach ya all a lesson.
Control. Control, an’ stop listenin’ to those dirty airwaves. Switch off, ‘cos she understands me, she’s da only one that did. Watchya mean? She’s dead? She ain’t dead.
Shit.
Rosie.
Why’d ya ‘ave to fuck around so much? Did ya use rubbers wiv ‘em or ’av I got ta get checked for SDI’s too?
No one told me ’bout the cleanin’ or it gettin’ messy. Fuckin’ blood gets everywhere like. A bit like you, fuckin’ everythin’, everyone, an’ everywhere.
Ya ma, came round this afternoon, bangin’ on the door like, but I wud’nt let her in. Ya mutha thinks ya gone ta Spain for a bit, ‘cos dats wat I told her thru da letterbox then I told the whore to go fuck ha’ self. She didn’t seem too ‘appy. What’s ya ma like as a lay?
I wanna use this gun ta blow ma freekin’ brains out, ‘cos it’s quiet wiv out ya init. You’d like that, ‘cos we’d be togetha, an’ maybe you’d stop all dat screamin an’ pleadin’. ‘Cos dat’s all I see an’ hear… Now.
All dat fire in ya eyes is gone, an’ I dunno what ta tell ya mutha, ‘cos Spain won’t fly for long. D’ya think she’d understand, if I told her that ya a whore who likes ta fuck? Wish I cud get my dick up ya arse, but I ain’t sick like.
I’ve been scrubbin’ ya brains off da walls, all fuckin’ afternoon. I know how’se you like a clean house. My ’ed hurts real bad, an’ I need ta lie down.
Rosie, I liked da rush, I wanna do it again, an’ I wanna fuck too! I’ve been eyein’ up this bird, an’ I think she lives across aw’ street. I wanna see ha’ scream like ya, an’ I wanna feel her blood. Ya know Rosie, I luv ya, an’ now youse can’t fuck other blokes no more.
Shit….
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….. Where da I put ya body, so’s ya don’t stink up da house?
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