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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 2:29 pm
by flyawaybefree
Agoraphobia. That’s what the doctors called it.

It was why Tom’s wife refused to go outside.
Why she begged him to stay inside as well.

She had gone over the deep end, Tom figured.
Babbling on about monsters outside the house.

Today he had locked her in the right wing of the estate “for her own safety”.

He picked up his briefcase and car keys, preparing to leave for work.

Glancing out at his Ferrari, he noticed there was someone in the passenger seat. The figure smiled, revealing three rows of jagged teeth.

He locked himself in the left wing.

Re: Agoraphobia

Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 7:18 pm
by flyawaybefree
I was kinda proud of this one....

Re: Agoraphobia

Posted: Mon Sep 06, 2010 8:10 pm
by strawman
I think Right and Left would be better East and West wings. And how can a smile reveal all 3 rows? Well, I guess if they were like bowling pins...

Anyways, Pride goeth before a fall, the first day of which is the 23rd.
So, sometime in the next 17 days.