"What's the nicest thing you have ever done

"What's the nicest thing you have ever done to help someone?" asked Mrs. Fludgecow. Should I remind her about the time I kept quiet when I saw her doing something nasty with the

sheep out back? Oh yes, it was something baa-aaaad. But nonetheless, I liked Mrs. Fludgecow & so instead I told her about the time I stopped on the interstate to pick up this girl.

What I didn't know was that this girl was a monster. She feasted on human flesh for all three meals, and had huge, baring teeth for sucking blood out of animals. This girl was my

mother figure. I was blind to her dark side. The part of her that devoured people, that used them to make herself feel stronger, the put them down to make herself feel better, I co

All she wanted forgiveness, but that was something I couldn't provide. I stared down at my shoes avoiding eye contact. "yes sweetheart"

I knew she wanted to fall on her knees and cry out to me, begging me to forgive her. I could never do such a thing after all the pain and suffering she's put me through.

She cut me to the bone when she decided to sleep with her. I thought it was safe for my sister and wife to hang out together but I learned the hard way that you can't trust anyone

It started with a game of scrabble, Jenny and Leslie head to head with a bottle of Merlot. I decided to go to bed, so I kissed Jenny on the top of her head and walked up stairs not

realising my cursed kiss had burnt a hole in her scalp. I plugged the hole with a Q tile, a 10 pointer. Leslie could never