Like It Never Was

by Faith Gardner

For my mom⁠— who, sadly, vetoed my idea of dedicating this book to Bigfoot.

“We’re born alone and we die alone. Company is temporary.”

My heart stops. My stomach does a horrid cartwheel. It’s Elizabeth fucking Smith.

Oh shitttt

On my white front door, there’s what looks like a smeared, bloody footprint. It’s stamped in the middle, just a few inches from the knob.

What the hell

There’s a faint hint of what looks like red paint or blood rimmed around the toe of one of Elizabeth’s white go-go boots.

Oooop

But tell me something. Why is its head severed from its body?

Eeeeeeep

Written in the steam, the smeary words I KNOW WHAT YOU DID stare back at me.

Creepy

What the fuck… are they like long lost twins or some shit

I know she did notttrr

That bitch!

Someone is fucking standing there in a fucking gorilla suit.

Dude lmao its not funny but it kinda is at the same time. Id shit myself for sure

Aren’t we all splitting, all the time?

I can’t believe this bitch

Bro wtfffff

Yeoooo this bitch is wild

I indeed cackled as well

“Hi Jolene,” she says, a smile crinkling her face. Roller

Called it