Lottie looked in her mirror and cried, seeing the four tentacles that had grown from her back. “I’m a mutant, a freak…”
One of the appendages offered a handkerchief plucked from the dresser, and she dried her eyes with it.
“Oh,” she sniffed, “thank you, Lovely.”
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Nice! Grabs your attention. Starts from the muddle of the story.
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Thank you. She’s a character from a pulpy Cthulhu Mythos idea I have. :-)
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😂 This is excellent. The ending made me laugh too hard.
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Glad you enjoyed! I’m always happy to have given a laugh. :-)
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