“In the Shower”
Credited to Rovic
There was once a couple who did nothing but bicker with each other. One night, after a particularly big fight, the father accidentally killed his wife. In order to hide the crime he buried her in the backyard and pretended that nothing happened.
The next day their 5-year-old son asked if they could go to a nearby park. The father obliged and played with the child. However, the son kept asking the father why the mother didn’t join them. The father just told him that she was tired.
As they were going home, the father asked his son if he had a great time. The child replied that he had fun but it would have been better if his mother played with them too. The father repeated that she was too tired. That was when the son asked, “Oh, is that why you’ve been carrying her on your back all day daddy?”
Credited to stuck_at_starbucks
Archie scares the shit out of me sometimes. I gave him my spare key, in case I locked myself out, but now he keeps letting himself in whenever he feels like visiting. At least tonight he texted me first to tell me he was coming by to pick up a textbook I’d borrowed. I was in the shower when I finally heard him come in. “It’s on the table!” I yelled. Footsteps approached the bathroom, and a stack of papers slid under the door.
“You left your report in my car, the revisions are due! Read the professors comments!” Archie yelled. The footsteps moved away and I heard the door shut and lock. I finished my shower and gingerly stepped over the now soggy paper on my way out. He could have left it on the table, I thought. Then the bathroom door began to open by itself. But I swear I heard him leave…
Through the blood stains, the police were barely able to make out the words scrawled on the last page, in Archie’s handwriting: They made me let him in. Get out.