The Attic

Chapter Nine

I thought long and hard about what I would do. I know! I'll leave her a surprise for when she comes home tomorrow. But the only thing that will change, is the fact that she will be an orphan. It was the perfect idea. It was sure to bring her back here. I knew it. I plotted ways that I could carry out the action. I'll lock all of the doors and windows when everyone is out of the house. Then I'll try to play family...hopefully they'll want to play along. If they don't, that's when the murders happen.

I sat in my cozy nest and waited for my prey to come home. Click click. There they were. I walked into the second girl's room and pulled on one of her shirts. I creeped down the stairs quietly to make sure I didn't startle them. I snuck behind them to get into the kitchen where I pulled out some rope from the drawer and the biggest knife available. Show time!
"Hi Mom. Hi Dad! How was work?" They looked at me like they were confused. "C'mon guys! Wanna play a game?...Well, you have no choice. Go make me a sandwich. " I said to the mother.

" WHO ARE YOU? WHY ARR YOU WEARING OUR DAUGHTER'S SHIRT? SHE WILL NOT DO ANYTHING THAT YOU SAY. " said the Father.

I walked closer to him. I got in really close to his face and whispered, "You really shouldn't have said that. " next thing he knew, he didn't have an arm. The mother was screaming by this point. I guided them both to the chairs that were back to back and tied them up tight. They needed to have their deaths be drawn out. They took me away from Delilah. They wouldn't let me explain what happened. IM A GOOD GUY!

I started with the father. Soon he was just a torso. His heart stopped after I chopped off his first leg. The mother was crying hysterically. I decided that her face was too pretty to destroy. I took the rope, tied a noose and that was the end of her. Then I cut off her head to keep that pretty face for myself. I called the police after I was finished. They would certainly call her and get her to come over. I hid outside in the bushes as they arrived at the house. A lot of people started showing up. I don't like people much. But then I saw her running towards the house. As she went inside, I was plotting what I would say to her next. "It's okay honey. I'll take care of you now. We can be best friends."That sounds about right. Ok. That's settled. She came rushing out of the house in tears.

Another woman took the girl under her arm and tried to comfort her. She turned around looking back at her house. Her eyes were red and puffy, but the green looked ice cold. Our eyes met for a second. She started to run away again. For the second time. I followed her of course. Until we stopped at a huge White House. This was it. This is where I'll get her. Finally.