Come on guys, let's make it a good one! Take turns in writing a nice, flowing story. Posts that try to end the story are to be ignored. Good luck! I leave the beginning to you nice chaps.
I stared at my hands, how could I? What had I done? The disembodied crumbs lay on the ground, almost accusingly. But I knew there was no turning back now. I had to kill anyone who might have heard the gunshots.
"Mr. Bread," I said, "Why are you so blue?" "You stand stuck to the ground as if covered in glue!" And without even a fight, I, the murderer, took off into the night...
later that night Mr bread said "I must tell the police! but even they cannot let me un-see what I have seen tonight." but it was already too late, I was in his bathroom with his wife, a knife and of coarse, the jam.
His blood mixed with the jam, which fuelled my rage, what right had mr bread, to ruin a perfectly good jar of jam? I knew that the death, had only just begun. It was time to write a musical about myself.
Narrator: And thus the killer started on his musical, but before he was done with the first stanza he set his house on fire in rage!
