Chapter One: Fairytale of New York December, 1986 Manhattan Snow was falling over Midtown in a shower of fat, wet flakes. It was the kind of snow that really sticks, and was already coating the sidewalks and the awnings, the tops of buildings, and the shoulderpads of coats. As it fell, ‘Do They Know It's Christmas’ was playing from the outdoor speakers of one of the nearby blocks of shops. People of all types hurried to and fro down the street about their business, shouting, jostling, carrying bags. In a crowd like this, in New York, even the very unusual didn’t stand out too much. The six and a half foot tall man stood out from the crowd mostly literally, head and shoulders above some of the shorter pedestrians. He had shoulders that would be the envy of any linebacker and he was dressed in a heavy parka with a big ruff, the fur of which camouflaged his impressive blond side-burns, as they blended in with it almost seamlessly. With a crumpled dollar bill he bought a big styrofoam
Beetlejuice- Hemorrhage by doctorcorby, literature
Literature
Beetlejuice- Hemorrhage
Hemorrhage
By Lejindarybunny
I'm kneeling on the floor, weeping over her body. Blood, blood everywhere and shards of broken glass. Who did this? I can't remember. Was it me? All around the room there is blood. The mirror is broken.
Memories are just where you laid them
drag the waters til the depths give up their dead
She was so upset. Screaming, screaming and crying. And screaming. Something about her step-mother. I tried to comfort her. Tried to stop her. I told her; oh I told her it wasn't the answer! She wouldn't listen. I couldn't stop her. I could never say no to her. And now, and now…
what did you expect to find
was there som