The other day I bought this book of Ray Bradbury short stories, and I know you’re supposed to say that there aren’t bad stories, only bad storytellers, but let’s just say there exists a published short story where:
A couple is sitting in bed and they hear a distant wail that they immediately parse as the wail of a “ghost baby,” so they assume it’s the ghost of the hypothetical baby they’re not having because they decided not to have children. The couple have sex, and then the wailing stops.
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meliai reblogged this from lemoniceforever and added:
dimensional sacrifices must be made for...sake of good parenting.
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rendit said:
Dude, what have we been saying about 1984.
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artyucko said:
no.
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