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Jack and jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water, jack fell down and broke his crown and jill went tumbling after.
Jack and jill were just another pair of twins who did everything together, until the fateful day of the poor young childrens demise. They had been going in a normal routine of visiting the local well at least four times a week so not to ever run out of fresh water at home.
This is how it went jack and jill would go up the hill to fetch a pail of water. They then would return home and pour there collected water into a large collection trough. All was well on the morning they were destined to die.
They skipped up the hills muddy trail with pails in there chubby pale hands, only difference being that unlike the many other times the young children had merrily skipped up the dirt trail jacks foot slips in the thick sludgey mud and he falls down. He lands on his face and roles to a painfully impressive stop at the foot of the hill.
Jill,surging with fear and horror panics and lifts the young boy by his armpits and drags his body to the well. She heaved and huffed as she poured all her strength into dumping the mutually broken body of jack down the deep well it topples and plummets down before making a satisfactory splosh as it lands at the bottom and in the water.
Jill stands looking over the edge of the low walls of the brick well twitching and shaking as her brothers on glassy dead eye stares up at her as his body floats around the surface showing how much more mutilated his body had become on impact before it lifelessly sinks to the bottom of the appearently deep water.
Jill turns on her heal and makes her way to the river to fill her pail. She then calmly strolls home to her farmhouse as she thinks over what had just happened "jill jack your home? As she drinks it I do another one for father.
Finnishing his off a thud can be heard from the kitchen "good night papa tell mama and jack I loved them" I say the insanity finally showing.Read the legend of jack and jill.
from the story twisted tales of nursery rhymes (#wattys) by Ceshire-Mearkat (lgbtq+ friends.) with reads. horror, nur Reviews: 5. Once upon a truly twisted fairy tale Jack and Jill forgot the watering pail Got distracted along the forest trail Kept a naughty secret hidden well.
Jack and Jill is a scary nursery rhyme. Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down the well and drowned and Jill ran home soon after. Jack's body started to rot after a couple of days went by, and the contaminated water caused everyone in town to die.
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It would be the labour of a lifetime to acknowledge each and every contributor to the groups. Though Jack and Jill still carries an elitist image, these people see a need for the group. In search of better jobs, dream homes and superior schools, many black families have taken root in pale places, far from their old neighborhoods and extended families.
A Twist On Jack And Jill. benjaminpohle.com Thus Tuffin got together with 40 other black mothers, many in similar situations, and formed a chapter of Jack and Jill, a national family oriented black organization.
living lives that are integrated. Maybe too integrated," Los Angeles author Karen Grigsby Bates, 49, wrote in a Salon essay about her.