Category: Lisa

Him
He was a charismatic man; I don’t think I fancied him not at first anyway. I’d always been a plain girl but there I felt special, like I stood out. It was how he treated people. He held your attention while he spoke; he didn’t look anywhere else. He put you at ease.
It didn’t matter what he was saying: even explaining the old plumbing he had us all enthralled.
I trusted and respected him. I never felt he’d given me any reason to doubt him, ridiculous isn’t it when he’d kept me and the others imprisoned in his basement?

A Chat

We talk seriously when we get back. I thought I’d smelled an open fire and I couldn’t be sure, but I thought I’d seen him watching behind the door. I wonder if I’m just enjoying recounting my adventure.

We all agree, we’re in an odd position. We’re prisoners, his prisoners but actually we’re all in an unlocked basement just because we don’t know what’ll happen if we leave.

I’m sure, at the start. He HAD locked the door. I want to talk about the other girls, the bodies that have been found, but I can’t.

A lot is left unsaid.

Lisa tells a tale of… um… discovery?

Miss Honeypot was the most beloved kindergarten teacher at Bluestone School, always calm, sweet and exceptionally kind.
This last year had been rough personally for her, though; one of her cats died and her house had been expropriated by the government.
She kept up appearances, though. No one had any idea at school that Miss Honeypot was that close to reaching her breaking point.
That fateful day, the principal walked in after school to find Miss Honeypot leaned over a desk discovering exactly what it was about glue consumption that was so appealing to so many students over the years.

This story from Lisa has a cute bunny… and… um…. gunplay.

Elmer couldn’t believe Bugs got a medical degree. “A silly wabbit for a doctor, I’m never getting sick!” Elmer worked very hard to keep himself healthy.
A few years later, however, Elmer and the wife began having a few problems in the boudoir, so he ordered himself some bargain-priced pills to “get things going”.
Elmer knew something was horribly wrong about three hours after taking the first pill. He would have to go see Bugs.
It took every bit of Elmer’s willpower not to shoot Bugs right between the eyes as he was met with the usual: “eh…what’s up, doc?”

Lisa from Lemons and Lolipops has been a loyal regular in the Weekly Challenges, and is now offering up this gem mid-week:

She had been studying feverishly for midterms, often joking about her brain hurting from being “too full.” Her self-induced pressure to maintain a 4.1 was consuming her.
For three weeks straight, she did nothing but hole up in the library, a mountain of books and coffee cups surrounding her. Her diet consisted solely of coffee, Tylenol, and liquid antacid. Her appearance became ghastly: pale and gaunt, with large black circles under her eyes.
The night of the final midterm, her overworked brain finally revolted. It throbbed so violently, the top of her head exploded as she collapsed on her Scantron.