The bitch hid my pills, and now the pains have started. I know she can hear me screaming! She wants me to die here on the floor… but that’s not going to happen! My pills… The stupid sow hid the wrong ones! My heart is fine; what I need is my anti-psychotics! Or this knife…
Flash Fiction: Always check the label
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Ahaha … awesome !!! Imho one of the best flashfictions.
Imagine HER surprise:
“Haha, he’s having a heart attac-OH SHIT!”