Category : Stories

Sub Category : Horror

Peter Peter, pumpkin eater. Had a wife but couldn't keep her. Put her in a pumpkin shell, there she'll store very well.
That's the song little kids sing. Only they don't know, that to get he in the pumpkin shell, I broke all her bones. Shredded her into tiny little pieces, and stored her in a freezer. Sadly I wasn't able to eat her. But now, I wait for death, so I can eat all the pumpkins I want, and they'll all be filled with the innards of the people I love.