Things have gone missing and not just any kind of things... things that are vulnerable have seemingly vanished without a trace.
These are well loved and well worn things... better known as worn out or BrOkEn toys.
Only one or two mortally wounded toys have disappeared at a time and ONLY every other day or so. It has not been frequent enough to arouse the notice of the young toy "caretakers". (I use that term loosely.) It happens when everyone is distracted or in the dark of night. Once it even happened when the boys simply looked the other way.
You may wonder how I have noticed....
I confess: I did it. I personally disposed of the toys... and I LIKED it. I did it quickly and quietly and I'm certain that I'll do it again. The urge is just too strong to resist.
This house has been a broken toy sanctuary for far too long; the boys' protests cannot protect the misfits if they are not vigilant.
Mwahahaha!!
Yesssss... I did it and I'll do it again.
Signed,
The Serial Toy Killer
1 comment:
You are so brave! I need to follow in your foot steps, I hate broken toys laying around...
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