The hell called me....
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ozdenferay97
ozdenferay97 writes short thriller poems
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A short story of how to get away with a murder.

The hell called me....

One day I decided to bury one of my corpses....

Pretty simple right, it shouldn't be such a big deal....

I mean most of humans end up decomposing anyway.....

So I went to my backyard and started digging...

My shoes were getting dirtier than ever and that's the only shoe I have.....

I curse and steal my corpse's shoe..

It smells like shame....

"My feet smells doesn't it" I asked to my corpse

My corpse told me "yeah, I am glad that I got rid of you. Now bury me and leave."

"hmph okay okay... I have to return the hell anyway." I whispered....

"GO TO WHEREVER HELL YOU WANT." my impatient corpse yelled from inside of the grave......

We laughed a lot....

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