My entry today must include these six words: Misty, Mambo, Moon, Musky, Mongrel, Myth. I hope you enjoy it. And don't forget to hop over to the other entries. You'll find them at Wendy's blog.
The noise from the saw echoed down the street The saw had become my enemy. Every night for the past week, just after the moon appeared in the sky, the saw started spreading its terror. Usually I could block out the sound by turning up the music, but tonight even Mambo nr. 5 couldn't drown out that screeching sound. The sound of the saw, the sound that filled every inch of my body with terror.
Ever since the saw moved into our neighborhood things started to go wrong. One by one things started disappearing. At first it was just little things, like my keys and my clothes that hung on the line to dry. At first I thought that I was just being paranoid, but then my dog Misty went missing as well. Tonight I have had enough. It was time to confront the saw once and for all.
The sound of the saw got louder as I approached the darkened house, and then just like that it stopped. My heart skipped a beat and I could feel the cold sweat inching down my spine. I knew there was no turning back now. Slowly I approached the door and as I lifted my hand to knock the door swung open.
Bryan stood there, with a big grin on his face and his clothes covered in sawdust. The musty smell of his manhood hung in the air.
"Well it took you long enough," he said.
I just stood there staring at him in disbelief. So he was the saw, the reason for my sleepless nights. Misty ran up to me and almost knocked me over. She seemed pleased at her part in this elaborate scheme.
"You can believe in myths and fairytales all you like Bryan, but we are never getting back together again!" I turned and left him standing there like the fool he was.
"Come on Misty, come on you mongrel. Time to go home." As we reached the sidewalk I could hear Bryan almost in a whisper say, "But I was doing it all for you Kathy."
Somethings never change.