Jacob Lindsay
Joined February 2021
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A Time to Die
When I look at my child, I think of my wife and how I killed her. It wasn’t an accident or an incident precipitated by a catalyst of rage. It was premeditated. A necessity birthed from a vile idea that my wife tossed around loosely until it consumed her every waking moment - that we needed to be free of this world. This thought culminated with me clutching our daughter and tearing into the forest to save ourselves. She had lost her way, devolving into a horror that I no longer recognized, leaving me with no option but to choose between my wife or child.
By Jacob Lindsay3 years ago in Psyche