Dear Athena,
My childhood babysitter was named after you. I never liked her, she was mean and she touched me in ways no little girl should be touched...I wonder what she would do if I took her fingers and lips away from her. Do you think she would scream and beg for me to stop....like I did with her?
Well last week I found out her screams where so much more then I would of thought. You should have seen her face when I walked into her room, singing the same sad song she sang to me.
"Hush little baby, don't you cry. Don't say a word and you won't die."
To bad Miss Athena begged me to stop. Her blood....it was delicious.
Love,
Raven S.
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