Running in deep mud's asylum,
God's tears falling to meet everything
in the way.
Past aggressions falling into the depth's of mind.
Wondering why the silence is so repetitive.
Watching everything with every intention to listen.
It's like they say nothing to me.
Were am I?
The blackest part or my minds apprehension.
Eyes wide open in the basements white lights,
turning over in an instant to see
two corpses on a sharp mattress.
Could not even muster a single syllable
and the sent of gasoline filled her wet nose.
Brigitte had passed out from the pain of her transformation.
With her much progressed hearing she heard the argument
between Ghost and Barbara.
"I will not stand for this Ghost! You can not live
like this and I am calling the police! I'll let them decide your fate!"
Ghost took a couple steps backward and said "I can't allow that
for it is me who decides my own fate!" Enraged Barbara waved her fists
"Those comic books have infected your mind!"
With this Ghost drew back further down the hall and she grabbed
the shot gun from the dusty closet and shot Barbara through her
head. On the back of Ghost's neck her hair stood up straight at the
mournful howl of Brigitte. Ghost shook her head and said "She would
have taken me away from you Brigitte." With her razor like claws she
scratched and dug her way up to the top of the latter which led to her freedom.
"B, why bother?" Ginger walked in her spirit like state and looked at her
sister "See, I knew you would except are ways."
In the living room lay Barbara's blotchy brunt corps.
Her wound dripping with crimson and her brains on the wall behind her.
Ghost with her little body dragged the dead body of her grandmother to
The very spot were there deer lost her life a month ago.
It took a half a bottle of cleaner to help clear away the brains on the wall.
Brigitte cloud smell the fresh blood shed and thoughts of
the wild rushed through her.
The fresh air, the hunt,
she needed it.
It was burning inside of her.
Ghost thinking quickly but not cautiously decided to let Brigitte
get rid of Barbara's body.
Brigitte roaming through the basement with an unbelievable
amount of energy heard a click. Ghost was unlocking the doors.
She ran to and up the steps.
Ghost hearing the shuffling of Brigitte and said to her "I'm going to
let you out, and I want you to get rid of some meat for me ok."
She said coolly.
"B, this is your chance to get away form this psycho.
She actually thinks you'll stick around. This is your chance to be free."
Ginger smiled and disappeared. Ghost lifted the doors and gasped
at the sight of Brigitte.
Ghost led Brigitte to the front door and opened yet another door
to her freedom. January air filled her part humanly nose. It would not
be long before she would change back. "Could you help me get rid of
this body?" Brigitte had all ready started to run around, then she
stopped at the sight of Barbara's dead body. She sniffed it
then she dragged it to the woods. With her paws she dug a shallow grave
for Barbara. A condensation appeared on the window of the door, "I know
you will stay with me" Ghost whispered to herself. An hour later Brigitte
came back with blood on her snout, another deer was taken out.
She roamed around the front lawn for a while.
"I knew you would to the right thing." Looking from the attic window
with scissor and glue in hand Ghost smiled.
Weeks later Brigitte had changed back to her human form. Well,
Not completely. Her eyes were still of her wild mystique and her tail
had not reduced back to normal form. Though very tired she managed
to make it up the stairs of the dark basement though it still smelled of decay.
Brigitte opened the doors and because she was nude she hurried to the
bathroom and rapped her self in a towel. Feeling hungry ghost had wondered
down stairs. She heard a shuffle. Franticly in a spur of the moment Ghost
searched the hall, then she stopped when she saw Brigitte. "What are you
doing up here?" Brigitte turned abruptly "What does it look like." She
had been looking for clothes to wear in Barbara's wardrobe.
"How the fuck could you do that to your grandmother?"
Brigitte spat. "She was going to take me away from you."
"Hey you ate her, so you technically helped me." Ghost exclaimed
"I did not eat her I dug a grave." "Then what was with the blood on
you snout?" "I did not indulge in human flesh! I ate a deer!" Brigitte
had finally found something to wear and headed to the bathroom.
Ghost stood in the empty hall way many thefts she had committed
And many of murder her guilt did not seem to consume her. "You know
You don't have to wear what Barbara had in her wardrobe. I have
Plenty of clothes that I had gotten for you that would fit much better."
"Fine, would you please get something for me to wear." "I will, I just
don't want you to leave me. Your the only one I've got now." A minute
later Ghost returned with a purple tang-top ,jeans , And a dark brown
sweater. She knocked on the door "I got some clothes for you."
The door opened slightly and Ghost handed her the clothes and the door
closed again.
"B, what the hell are to doing?"
God's tears falling to meet everything
in the way.
Past aggressions falling into the depth's of mind.
Wondering why the silence is so repetitive.
Watching everything with every intention to listen.
It's like they say nothing to me.
Were am I?
The blackest part or my minds apprehension.
Eyes wide open in the basements white lights,
turning over in an instant to see
two corpses on a sharp mattress.
Could not even muster a single syllable
and the sent of gasoline filled her wet nose.
Brigitte had passed out from the pain of her transformation.
With her much progressed hearing she heard the argument
between Ghost and Barbara.
"I will not stand for this Ghost! You can not live
like this and I am calling the police! I'll let them decide your fate!"
Ghost took a couple steps backward and said "I can't allow that
for it is me who decides my own fate!" Enraged Barbara waved her fists
"Those comic books have infected your mind!"
With this Ghost drew back further down the hall and she grabbed
the shot gun from the dusty closet and shot Barbara through her
head. On the back of Ghost's neck her hair stood up straight at the
mournful howl of Brigitte. Ghost shook her head and said "She would
have taken me away from you Brigitte." With her razor like claws she
scratched and dug her way up to the top of the latter which led to her freedom.
"B, why bother?" Ginger walked in her spirit like state and looked at her
sister "See, I knew you would except are ways."
In the living room lay Barbara's blotchy brunt corps.
Her wound dripping with crimson and her brains on the wall behind her.
Ghost with her little body dragged the dead body of her grandmother to
The very spot were there deer lost her life a month ago.
It took a half a bottle of cleaner to help clear away the brains on the wall.
Brigitte cloud smell the fresh blood shed and thoughts of
the wild rushed through her.
The fresh air, the hunt,
she needed it.
It was burning inside of her.
Ghost thinking quickly but not cautiously decided to let Brigitte
get rid of Barbara's body.
Brigitte roaming through the basement with an unbelievable
amount of energy heard a click. Ghost was unlocking the doors.
She ran to and up the steps.
Ghost hearing the shuffling of Brigitte and said to her "I'm going to
let you out, and I want you to get rid of some meat for me ok."
She said coolly.
"B, this is your chance to get away form this psycho.
She actually thinks you'll stick around. This is your chance to be free."
Ginger smiled and disappeared. Ghost lifted the doors and gasped
at the sight of Brigitte.
Ghost led Brigitte to the front door and opened yet another door
to her freedom. January air filled her part humanly nose. It would not
be long before she would change back. "Could you help me get rid of
this body?" Brigitte had all ready started to run around, then she
stopped at the sight of Barbara's dead body. She sniffed it
then she dragged it to the woods. With her paws she dug a shallow grave
for Barbara. A condensation appeared on the window of the door, "I know
you will stay with me" Ghost whispered to herself. An hour later Brigitte
came back with blood on her snout, another deer was taken out.
She roamed around the front lawn for a while.
"I knew you would to the right thing." Looking from the attic window
with scissor and glue in hand Ghost smiled.
Weeks later Brigitte had changed back to her human form. Well,
Not completely. Her eyes were still of her wild mystique and her tail
had not reduced back to normal form. Though very tired she managed
to make it up the stairs of the dark basement though it still smelled of decay.
Brigitte opened the doors and because she was nude she hurried to the
bathroom and rapped her self in a towel. Feeling hungry ghost had wondered
down stairs. She heard a shuffle. Franticly in a spur of the moment Ghost
searched the hall, then she stopped when she saw Brigitte. "What are you
doing up here?" Brigitte turned abruptly "What does it look like." She
had been looking for clothes to wear in Barbara's wardrobe.
"How the fuck could you do that to your grandmother?"
Brigitte spat. "She was going to take me away from you."
"Hey you ate her, so you technically helped me." Ghost exclaimed
"I did not eat her I dug a grave." "Then what was with the blood on
you snout?" "I did not indulge in human flesh! I ate a deer!" Brigitte
had finally found something to wear and headed to the bathroom.
Ghost stood in the empty hall way many thefts she had committed
And many of murder her guilt did not seem to consume her. "You know
You don't have to wear what Barbara had in her wardrobe. I have
Plenty of clothes that I had gotten for you that would fit much better."
"Fine, would you please get something for me to wear." "I will, I just
don't want you to leave me. Your the only one I've got now." A minute
later Ghost returned with a purple tang-top ,jeans , And a dark brown
sweater. She knocked on the door "I got some clothes for you."
The door opened slightly and Ghost handed her the clothes and the door
closed again.
"B, what the hell are to doing?"