Last night I had the strangest dream.... Mum and Dad were trying to kill Haydee and me.
Now in my dream this was not a strange thing, we seemed to accept the fact as if it was something that was prefectly normal and the only thing to do was try to avoid being killed. We decided that the best thing would be to pack up and leave our Millswood house. So the four of us packed all Haydee and my stuff into large suitcases. Mum and Dad folded all our socks and put them into air tight bags (three pairs to a bag). Then they added a sweet smelling poison to the bags which they said was to make the socks smell nice. I got sick after opening the bags to see what they smelled like and Haydee got sick after putting on the socks.
What a strange dream whoever thought of killing someone by poisoning their socks.
3 comments:
I love you! Really I do. As to who thought of poisioning socks as a way to kill someone - well it was you of course! Love M
Thats the most original murder I have heard of for a while.
Perhaps they could use that one in the next J.B. movie. Love M.
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