The Gramophone

by Stovohobo

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The gramophone was an old thing, all dusty and cobwebbed from years under the sleepy eyes of the spiders in the attic. Its long neck curved gracefully and made Leslie grin a little.

Leslie flipped out an old record from the box she had brought down from the same spot in the attic. It had a note attached: Knew you’d find it someday, little girl. Have fun. It was left by her grandpa before he died, waiting for her to discover it and appreciate it.

A few minutes later, old period tunes were drifting lazily out of the neck like fat wasps – buzzing slightly and rolling around in rich textures. Leslie smiled and rocked back and forth.

Oh, lover lover lover, you know that I love you…

Leslie amused herself by shutting the blinds and sashaying back and forth with her hat rack.

Oh, baby baby baby, you know that I love you…

Suddenly, further into the house, the sound of shattering glass poked through the grainy tunes.

Oh, Leslie Leslie Leslie, you know who I am…

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Average Reader Rating: 5.0 stars out of 5

  1. The Gramophone

    Sailor Emo's Buddy Icon Sailor Emo

    Posted 5 months ago

    ... wow.
    Scary! This would be an awesome serise…

  2. The Gramophone

    SKermitgorf's Buddy Icon SKermitgorf

    Posted 5 months ago

    uh oo the gramophone was singing her name in the song..spooky..

  3. The Gramophone

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 5 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Well that went somewhere dark all of the sudden. Loved the rich, detailed descriptions and feel to it all.

  4. The Gramophone

    PyroPunk 51 (PPP LoA)'s Buddy Icon PyroPunk 51 (PPP LoA)

    Posted 5 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    The word sashay is just too beautiful. Use it everywhere!

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