2-sentence horror story
Four decades ago, a neighbor who lived in my neighborhood owned a Saint Bernard dog. Her dog would roam around the neighborhood and kill people's pets. The dog's name was Buffy.
He was my neighbor for over forty years and his name was Jim. When I think what a good man should be like, I think of him.
When it comes to my neighbor, I usually have a fit. He irritates the hell out of me and he's a chicken shit.
A neighbor muses about how annoying yet endearing it is to live next door to 11 kids.
My neighbor died on April 8, 2021 and his name was Joe. I learned about his death and I'm saddened to see him go.
Today is the first anniversary of the death of my friend. Sadly, on April the 8th of 2021, his life came to an end.
A poem about neighbors, paranoia, and being an anti-social turtle
Four decades ago, a neighbor who lived in my neighborhood owned a Saint Bernard dog. Her dog would roam around the neighborhood and kill people's pets. The dog's name was Buffy.
He was my neighbor for over forty years and his name was Jim. When I think what a good man should be like, I think of him.
When it comes to my neighbor, I usually have a fit. He irritates the hell out of me and he's a chicken shit.
A neighbor muses about how annoying yet endearing it is to live next door to 11 kids.
My neighbor died on April 8, 2021 and his name was Joe. I learned about his death and I'm saddened to see him go.
Today is the first anniversary of the death of my friend. Sadly, on April the 8th of 2021, his life came to an end.
A poem about neighbors, paranoia, and being an anti-social turtle