Dec 29, 2011

Juvenilia Morbidus: The Doors of Death

I was scavenging through the attic and came across my old schoolbooks. It was worse than I had thought. I was a seriously messed up child.

An excerpt (Age 6):
I went into the doors of death, monsters and beasts came by, and I fall into the dead of the ground.  And I rotted out in the ground. I became friends with the zombies and graveyard ghouls and emerged from the ground. The dead destroyed the city and pulled them into the ground. They rotted out too. And soon the whole world would be dead. And we will rule the world!


  1. It could've been worse. At least you weren't wishing you were a butterfly.

    Or a fire hydrant.

  2. :D

    Wait till you read the rest...