She tipped her head to the side. It felt lighter than usual. She dropped the needle and walked into the bathroom.
“Oh, hello pretty kitty,” she said to her reflection.
She put her lipstick on. A touch of mascara. A quick brush of her hair. She turned to leave the apartment
“Oh yes, silly me,” she muttered to herself, scooping her brains off the floor and pushing them into the hole in her head.
“Can’t forget them!”
The Little Fears little horror stories are collected in Capricorn. The Little Fears second book.
Little Fears 
That went from 0 to 100 real quick haha. It actually kind of gave me chills. Great post
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Thank you. 🙂
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Ugh! Love it when you creep me out like that and I just keep comming back for more! LOL!!!!!!
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You’re welcome!
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Why can’t I ever spell things correctly!
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Haha your speelings awfullll.
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🙂
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I know exactly what she means.
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Yeah, oddly so many folk feel that… Heh.
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Woah.! That was bizarre. 😮
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We like the odd weird fiction here. 🙂
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Liked it! Weird and wonderful..
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Thank you. 🙂
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[…] via Pretty Kitty — Little Fears […]
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Pretty kittyy…. (in an evil voice)
Love this.
Sort of silly.
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Thank you. 🙂
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