Story - One Sentence at a Time 📚

Oh, why didn’t you carry it on here?
Thank you anyway

New story here....
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I think that’s a brilliant ending. Thank you everyone Would someone like to start a new story?

Calamity Bates jerked the heads of the four corpses in agreement.

" I'll make it myself as Norman is still resting "
She poured hot water into an old teapot and set out a plate of home baked cookies and rocked herself to and fro in her rocking chair cradling her shotgun with one beady eye on the door .

‘Now,’ said Mrs Bates, calmly wiping her hands on her floral pinny, and smiling kindly towards Mason and Enid
‘Shall I ask dear Norman to make us all a lovely cup of tea?’

" I'd like to see ya try , no damn moggy gonna outwit old Calamity ," cackled Mrs Bates as she polished and loaded her deceased husband's collection of Remingtons ,
" after all , I'm a crack shot ."

A rapidly dissipating plume of smoke was all that remained of the cat’s existence, but a faint meow of “I’ll be back!” hung in the air.

Angered, Mrs Bates grabbed a rolled up copy of The Amittyville Herald; briskly hit the cat around its head with it; opened the back door and booted the cat,
‘And stay out!’ she cried.

gh=thigh

It started to knaw at Mrs.Bates's thigh, meowing loudly and purring at the same time.

The cat lapped it up and suddenly grew to twice it’s size.

Mrs Bates saw the events of her past life flash past her and was suddenly aware of another presence - the giant ginger cat had returned and had prised off Thing from her throat before killing it .
"Lovely pussy ," said the appreciative old lady pouring out a huge saucer of double cream as a reward .

Mrs Bates tried to kick her feet but failed the hand was getting tighter, Darkness was definitely falling, falling just like her along a dark tunnel.

Slowly, the darkness descended …..

It grabbed her round the throat and squeezed hard…

Fearing that she hadn't answered Gomez to his satisfaction, she grabbed the hand and bolted the door.

“Sorry, Mr Addams, I have no use for second hand goods”

Then the 'phone rang and it was Gomez Addam's asking if
Mrs. Bates or Norman had seen Thing.

And there on the doorstep was a mummified hand.

Just as she was about to dish up the cabbage, the door bell rang.

Smelling strongly of formaldehyde , the amazing super strong Mrs Bates managed to position the four corpses of Enid , Mason , Jack and Norman around
her dining room table .
Now children eat your greens and do as Mama tells you , she said in maternal tones .

She only had a split second to react and despite being well into her 90's she managed to get free from his grasp and watch, as he fell head first into the bath, turning the pink bubbles red, from the blood from his head wound.

She can't speak Fanny...she is dead!!!
There was a knock on the door.Norman opened it tentatively, there stood Jack Nicholson, " I've come to offer your traveller's a better hotel room" he said smilingly.

She didn't notice Norman creep into the room until he grabbed her by the neck and pushed her under the bubbles until she laughed no more, but tripping over the bath mat as he held onto her and suddenly felt himself slipping .