Once upon a time there was a little boy named Charles. Charles was a boy who acted like a girl. He wore dresses and would wear bows. Sometimes he would draw on fake freckles to look cuter. Charles loved bunnies. He would play with them every day and dress them up like little girls. Charles wasn't an ordinary little boy. He would not just dress the bunnies up but he would destroy them. He would give them the best life ever by making them into cute little girls like they wanted to be but that was only part of his treatment. He would then decapitate their heads off and would turn them into the most odd thing you would imagine when picturing acute little boy playing with bunnies. One day it wasn't enough for Charles. It did not satisfy him as much as he wanted. He wants to destroy them more, make their lives even more miserable than it already was. So Charles went down to a pet store and looked around.
"I want this one. Give it to me now," Charles said with a straight face.
"You want the bunny? Aww that's so adorable but you will have to pay!" the man said with jolly.
"No. Give it to me now or else he will come and get you," the boy said.
"Well where is your mom at little boy?" the man said with a nervous tone.
The boy started whispering a ancient language of some sort. His eyes went pitch
black, his head straight up towards the roof, and his feet floating barely from the
ground. "Oh my gosh!" the man said, darting towards the exit. Then, suddenly the boy
pointed out his finger still whispering the language but then he suddenly stopped.
"You shall perish for your foolishness," the boy said with darkness still in his eyes. Then, suddenly the man got forced back onto the ground dead. The boy slowly walked towards him and stepped on him and grabbed the bunny without paying. The boy suddenly made a small smirk towards the man. The boy's eyes went back to normal and he skipped his way back home. When he got home the boy grabbed the real life bunny and just stared at it for a moment. He then smiled and then suddenly the bunny was dead lying on the ground. Eventually the manager of the pet store found the footage of the man at the pet store being killed and he reported it to the police. "The boy's name is Charles Wood, he comes here a lot," said the manager. "There is no boy named Charles Wood," Said the police officer.
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