Catherine MacKenzie
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I write about murders, and murderers. I write of thoughts, confusions, victories, defeats. Of love gained and love lost. Of life in all its multi-faceted glory.
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Sweet Boy
The road hummed underneath my tires as they burned up the road. Finding a clear spot on the shoulder, I pulled over, my eyes no longer able to view past the tears blurring my vision. My chest ached and I screamed with the force of my breaking sobs, his little screams echoing through my head, playing in movie-like fashion against my closed lids, I remembered…
By Catherine MacKenzie5 years ago in Families
Fire
The flames climbed higher along his body, his screams dying as he chokes on the smoke before he collapses in a heap of dead, charred flesh, still smoking even after the flames die. The flames seemed to cease with his heartbeat, snuffing out as abruptly as they began. The remaining screams of his young lover and newlywed wife, echoed in the air, carried on with the wind. Birds flew overhead. The crowd that had gathered as the poor bastard burned looked on in horror at what they had just witnessed. Some of them lost their stomachs. Others pressed kerchiefs to their faces, or lifted their shirts to cover their noses from the stench of burning hair and skin.
By Catherine MacKenzie5 years ago in Horror
