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| Jasper |
| By wakeupsucka |
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| When it came time to take down the tree that Jasper built, I used the beloved chainsaw he received for his 46th birthday. It seemed only fitting. |
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| I'd buried him out in that field and planted a tree to mark the site. Who'd look for a body beneath a tree, right? |
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| With each section portioned, I can hear him screaming all over again, pleading with me, begging me not to do this, that he wasn't a vile, dirty sinner. I grit my teeth as the whirring blade cuts deeper. It probably looks like I'm smiling. |
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| The wood of the tree that Jasper built burns brightly. I can only hope that the flames of hell are even hotter for Jasper. I'll need to plant a new tree soon. |
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