I woke up with a blond woman bending over me, she was big but graceful and smelled like freshly cut daffodils.

„Hello Morris, my names Nurse Desire, Nurse Daisy Desire. How are you feeling Morris,“ she said.
„Hello. Okay.“ I replied.

To the men at the slaughterhouse,

today I am 14.
It is my wish to be hung up on a hook like the pigs and to be treated just like them. I would like you to let all my blood trickle out and mix with the pig’s blood. I don’t mind if it all hurts, it’s quite all right, I’ve been thinking about this for a long time now, and think it is the only way.
I hope you will oblige me in fulfilling this wish. I know it is possible that you could get into trouble for doing this, but don’t worry, if you show the people my letter, they will understand and everything will be okay I think.

Thank you, Morris on his 14th birthday.

„Did you write this Morris?“ The nurse asked, now sitting on his bed and peering down at him, her soft white skin as inviting as a meadow.
„Yes.“ I said.
„But Morris, why? What’s up, problems at school, or is it the girlfriend?“ She asked, jokingly, tapping her nose as if to say „Don’t worry, I know about things like this!“
„No.“
„Well, what’s up with you then? And how you feeling?“
„Ok, bit sleepy though.“

„Mmm, probably the valium. Are your mum and dad coming to see you?“ she asked.
„Don’t know. Don’t think so.“ I replied. They most certainly wont, I thought. Would be fine if they did though.
„Well, the doctor talked to them about an hour ago, should be here soon. I’ll pop by later to see how you are. You’ll be getting some tablets too. Try to sleep a bit Morris. By the way, if you need me, just push this red button here.

“
Nurse Desire.“

„Yes Morris?“

„Do you fuck too?“

She left the room.

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