The Grave, by Audiowriter
The four walls were finally perfectly square. Joe jumped down off the backhoe to gather his tools.
“Crap!” He muttered, when his cell phone fell from his pocket and into the freshly dug pit.
Joe let himself down into the grave and leaned over to pick it up. Just then it rang. He stood up straight, flipped it open and said,
A strange voice said,
“This is your next door neighbor and I’m hungry.”
“My neighbor? From which side?”
The voice replied,
Suddenly a decomposed arm burst through the dirt wall and grabbed his leg.
Audiowriter is an entrepreneur of many endeavors and a seasoned musician, located in southern Indiana.
He has an obsessive compulsion to spend every available moment creating written text and audio recordings of melodic musical notes. He currently has several completed novels on the shelf awaiting publication, varying from graphic horror to commercial fiction. Also in his literary arsenal is an abundance of short stories, drabbles and lyrics. Many of his original songs and music are directly inspired by the intriguing tales flowing from his wildly descriptive imagination.
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