[ WP ] And not one man passed him that day .

A long time ago there was a girl named Myrnwl. Her parents hated her and gave her impossible tasks. She was used to the abuse and lived her life in contempt and despair. 
 
 On her 18th birthday, she was allowed to leave her home and live the life that she always wanted. She packed her bag full of knives and matches, then left her home for good. She vowed to never return, and just to make sure she kept her promise, she burned her house down, trapping her parents inside. 
 
 She hired a cab and told the driver to take her to the closest large city. Once there, she stabbed the driver in the neck and gouged out his eyes. Feeling so happy and gleeful, she decided to run down a dark alley. 
 
 The alley smelled like a mixture of warm garbage and cat shit. She ran her tongue across the brick walls and tasted the car exhaust that had built up in the mortar of the buildings. She felt quite erotic and began to moan, and scream obscenities at the cesspools which collected in the middle of the asphalt. 
 
 A man in a large thick coat woke up and started to run to the street. Myrnwl laughed and threw trash at him. He fell hard and cut his eyebrow open. The blood dripped into his eye as he crawled into the open world. 
 
 The people began to pass him and only gave a stare of horror and shock. He begged that they not pass him up. He needed their help, but who would help a homeless man? He was a burden of society, a blight on the civilized world, he was inferior. 
 
 Myrnwl was saddened by this. She made a resolve that no one shall pass him today. She began to shriek with laughter as she neared him -- her cackling echoing down the dark alley louder and louder. While he was on all fours, she straddled him. People could hear him scream `` No!'' 
 
 She disemboweled him in front of everyone. Then she pulled his entrails out and extended his organs across the sidewalk. People began to vomit and faint at the sight of the man begging for mercy. He tried to gather his guts, but she would n't let him. His blood began to darken on the concrete, and it was certain the no one would pass him that day. 
 
 The End: )
