A twisted take on Cinderella. By: Hans Christian Andersen and Perrault

Ever think about letting the madness, inside spill over? To just embrace racing thoughts, race and bat at reality like a moth to insect repellent?

This will be a weird piece that I will post. It's supposed to be a horror bit of prose that pokes fun at the notion of boogeymen who prey on children out past bedtime.