SOLIDLY IN THE BIG DEAL CAMP.

So Hamburger needs to meet Mr. Fireplace sometime soon. JESUS! Bury the ashes and salt the earth.

So, the Mothman? That’s my fucking nightmare OHMYGOD.

Your Kinja handle is very appropriate.

True story. Except when the cat stares in horror at the wall behind you. It’s (usually) just being an asshole. ;)

Well, I may be an internet stranger, but I send you good vibes and loving feelings. Hard times absolutely suck and I hope light and good things are on their way.

Skitter = the second grossest form of movement to me. First, you ask? Undulating.

‘Cause it’s the creepiest!!!!!

Christ on a cracker! Fuck you Lil’ Homie.

So, did you insist on having a villager escort you everywhere from then on? Like to the bathroom? Because there’s no way in everlovingfuck I would be by myself for the rest of the field work.

And THIS is why I wait all year for this grand tradition/story contest. HOLY FUCKING SHITSKY!

(I say this without snark) Your story reminds me of the novel The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters. It might be worth a read.

This is so amazing and I feel like you could use your experience as the basis for a book (if you were so inclined). Thanks for sharing!

SHUT THE FUCK UP THAT IS HORRIFYING. (great one paragraph story! I dig it!)

HOLY FUCKING SHIT

Your dad sounds like he was/is an awesome guy.

Jesus, that did it. Now I’m crying.

This is so beautiful.

Nurse practitioner.

Me too! I was wondering if his line of “I want you to fight” wasn’t just a sick, throw-away phrase. Maybe I’m naive, but I think something else besides rape could have happened/will happen in the barn.