Under My Pillow Part 2
The continuation of the switch knife saga. Anyways, where was I? Oh yes.
At first it was just a weird white rectangular thingy. Then I fiddled with it a bit and before I knew it pop! Out came the knife.
At first I couldn't quite believe what I was seeing. It was small, possibly all of six inches long. The blade was rusty. At least I hope it was rust that I was seeing. It was really creepy and immediately scenes from Jeepers Creepers flooded my mind.
Not quite sure what to do with it, I hid it back under my pillow again. I had found it there and for some strange inexplicable reason it seemed to fit there.
A few days (or weeks) passed before the knife came into mention again in a conversation between me and Gerard. It was moved from its resting place under my pillow to under my mattress.
To this minute, there it stays.
At first it was just a weird white rectangular thingy. Then I fiddled with it a bit and before I knew it pop! Out came the knife.
At first I couldn't quite believe what I was seeing. It was small, possibly all of six inches long. The blade was rusty. At least I hope it was rust that I was seeing. It was really creepy and immediately scenes from Jeepers Creepers flooded my mind.
Not quite sure what to do with it, I hid it back under my pillow again. I had found it there and for some strange inexplicable reason it seemed to fit there.
A few days (or weeks) passed before the knife came into mention again in a conversation between me and Gerard. It was moved from its resting place under my pillow to under my mattress.
To this minute, there it stays.