HUMOR

Please, Steal My Novel!

Burglars took everything but my Masterpiece

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Mum always insisted on keeping things in order. Everything in its right place. Fuck that. I was the only one who wasn’t robbed.

Burglars Stole Everything but my Novel

-Let’s start from the beginning.-

-Yeah, start over, mate.-

-Sure, so…-

-First of all. What on Earth would they possibly want to steal from you? For as far as I can recall, you never owned anything of value, unless you were rich in your previous life. Were you?-

-Nope…-

-I’ve been in your room when we were young. Let’s be honest, it looked like a dump.-

-Exactly. And that’s why I…-

-I don’t know man, are we really talking about it?-

-Steve, would you shut your mouth??-

-Was it Summer or Winter?-

-Autumn.-

-Perfect. Go.-

Bedroom

-The usual hysteria of the mum is polluting the air and, somehow, it manages to sneak into my dreams, interrupting my comatose sleep. No Surprises. She enters the room with the delicacy of a SWAT team…