Yellow Headed Blackbirds. The Most Evilest Birds Known!

   "Mom, Dad, what are you doing here? Oh, you've brought my no-good, no-longer best friend Jarrod with you. What are you all doing here?"
   Jerome's mother speaks first.
   "Son, can't you see what you are doing to yourself? You don't go to work, you don't come over to the house, and you never leave your apartment. What is going on?"
   "Do you see my potted tree on the patio over there? Those are Yellow Headed Blackbirds. They are the most evilest of birds known to man. They kill other birds for sport, they'll even gang up on larger prey, like mammals, and peck away until they have killed it." The agitated Jerome breaths heavily, then continues. "I can't leave my apartment because as soon as I do, I'll be attacked by them! Because I have made it my cause to annihilate them all!"

   "Do you hear yourself son." This time Jerome's father speaks up. "You're talking madness here. We just want what is best for you. We just want you to come home with us for awhile so we can take care of you."
   "Dad, I'll be putting you and Mom into danger."
   Now Jarrod butts in.
   "Jerry, why don't you listen to your parents. If what you say is true, hiding out at their house for a few days might breakup the blackbirds who are watching you. Maybe they'll loose track of you."
   "I don't know," say Jerome.
    "Jerome," his mother says sternly. "I am your mother and how could you think I would want anything to happen to my son? Please, just come home for a few days so I can fatten you up."
   Jarrod adds, "I'll run out to the car ahead of you, make sure there are no birds around your parents car, and make sure the door is opened when you come running out."
   "Yeah, that might work. Yeah. Yeah, I'll do it."
   Jarrod runs over to the car, goes to the driver's side and gets in the car. From the front porch, all three can see Jarrod unlocking the passenger's side door.
   "Come on son, go for it." His father says.
   Jerome runs from his front door, past his parents, reaching their car in a matter of minutes. As soon as he reaches for the door handle, Jarrod locks the door. A stunned Jerome turns around and sees that his parents haven't left the front porch of his apartment.
   "Mom, Dad, what is going on?"
   His Mother speaks up.
   "It is the only way son, it is the only way."
   In seconds, a thousand Yellow Heads descend upon him, with one extra large bird coming from behind the car to snip his Achilles's tendon on his left leg, crippling him from running away. Each bird pecks away at clothing, then skin, then the insides of Jerome until a grayish stack of bones lie once where a man stood.
   "Its the only way son." Says his father, as the large Yellow Head lands on his shoulder and watches the proceedings with Jerome's parents.

This is,

I Know My Last Two Stories Have A Macabre Angle To Them,

I Suspect It Is Due To Halloween Coming Up,

Jim Hauenstein,

 And,

 

“Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing,— For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and caldron bubble.”
- William Shakespeare -

 

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