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The Power Of Love




Seven-year old son Ray was a gift in his parents’ lonely lives. They raised him with great love. Reclusive and curious, he was home-schooled, found friends in animals and spent his days reading a variety of uncommon ancient texts at home.

Once while his parents were at work, he exhumed their dead pets and filled them in the living room. There were dogs, cats, cows, lambs and pigs. Then, he reanimated them. Some were falling structures of bones while others dirtied the carpet with dusty innards. Ray worked on them all day, frequently glancing at the clock.

In the evening, Ray’s mother was overwhelmed by the foul smell emanating from the house. “Something fishy”, and she called up her husband and waited outside. He seemed worried soon as he came. They walked up to the house with the stench growing stronger. Worried about Ray, they unlocked the door slowly and entered together.

“SURPRISE”, cried out Ray as music started to his cue and he danced with the animals aping him loosely. Some limbs fell off. In the end, Ray and others took a bow. “I prepared a little waltz with some of our old friends for your anniversary” he exclaimed sheepishly. “You readied the supper too! That’s so sweet,” his mother said with tears of joy swelling up as she pointed towards a dead lamb. She kissed Ray on his forehead and took it to the kitchen.

His dad looked on, came closer and smiled wryly while brushing the dirt off Ray’s hair. He went ahead and lifted Ray’s loosely hanging neck that now exposed the deep dried cut on the throat.

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Credits to: oldterribleman

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