Story Cubes 12: Upon Being Immortalized As A Serial Killer

Upon Being Immortalized As A Serial Killer

 
“A footprint on her back,” she said.
But I don’t have an angry head.

And now that she’s made me a star
big bags of loot should fill my jar,

'til relatives come ring my bell
and hang around or sit a spell.

They’ll slowly take my bags of cash,
then they’ll be gone and in a flash

like flower petals and a wish
I’ll sit right here, with my girl Trish.

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This week's entry in the StoryCubes Contest hosted by @goodguygreg. I wrote this after reading @trishlarimer's entry, wherein I am described as a somewhat possibly unsavory character. To put it bluntly: She accuses me of killing my characters. I would like to point out that in her story Pearly's Perils, Trish kills her protagonist with a lightning bolt. Go ahead, click the link and see for yourself!

(dislaimer for those who don't know: I am madly in love with trishlarimer. She brings light to my life and frankly, I don't know what I'd do without her.)