In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt
Creepy is an understatement. This one slinks into the room with her sharp edges and razor eyes ready to do her damage. She stands there hands on her hips, all powerful. Her mission is to destroy as much as possible. “Where shall I start?” she considers. There are so many joints to choose. She will not listen to a single excuse and she doesn’t hesitate.
She carries out her angry, hurtful work. She does not smile and she stays as long as she likes. The evil, Flare Bitch. I am always glad when she leaves.