The Sickness.

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"Mom, I'm gonna...gonna get sick!" 10 year old Milissa yells as she sits up straight in bed.

Her mother comes running into her room with a bucket and a paper towel, she puts the bucket under little Melissa's face and holds her hair back while she gets sick. Her mother rubs up and down her back soothingly as Melissa gets sick in the becket. After Milissa is done she sits back up and looks at her mother with tears in her eyes. "Mom, my tummy hurts really bad." She says.

"I know sweetheart, but it's just a flu, there's nothing we can do other than what we're doing now." Her mother tucks a few strands of her hair behind her ear.

"I miss Jenny Mommy, will she ever come back?" Melissa asks her mother.

"Melissa, we've been over thus, your sister disappeared two weeks ago, I miss her too, bit she's gone sweetheart." Tears foarm in her mother's eyes.

"Don't cry mommy, she's in a better place now." Melissa coughs.

"I know, now rest my dear." Her mother smiles and kisses her daughter's forhead, leaving the room and shutting the door behind her.

As her mother makes her way down the hall, she hears giggling coming from Melissa's room, but not innocent giggling, sinister giggling, like a child who just ascaped punishment. "Melissa, I told you to go to-" Her mother swings open the door, seeing little Melissa asleep in her bed. "...Sleep." her mother says puzzled. She looks at her daughter before shutting the door again and once again making her way down the hall, but is once again stopped by giggling, sinister giggling. Her mother walks back to her room. Swinging open the door. "Melissa, this isn't-..." She sees her daughter sleeping once again. "...Funny." her mom says finishing her citence. "I could of sworn..." her mother said puzzled.

Her mother closes the door once again, walking away. Than, there is maniacal laughter booming from her daughter's room, and the sound of her daughter talking to someone or something and the sound of something soft ripping like raw meat, than the sound os chomping. Her mother runs over to her bedroom trying to open the door but it's locked. "Melissa open the door! Melissa!" Her mother bangs on the door concerned.

Her mother runs downstairs and calls the police. 20 minutes later they arrive running up the stairs and knocking the door down, they all walk into Melissa's room the police men freeze, some gag, and Melissa's mother gasps and screams.

There, on the floor, was Jenny's dead body, ripped bloody and torn, chunks of her skin missing, all of her face bitten off. Melissa looks at her mother with a sinister smile and blood pouring out of her mouth, she picks up chunks of Jenny's body and puts it in her moth, chewing and devouring it. "Sorry mommy, I got hungry." Her daughter giggles.

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