Isn't it amazing how well laughing kids echo's can travel though a long dark hallway, just listening to the happy giggles and squeals of little kids in the dark house.
But that's not the only thing, if you listen closely, you will also hear the sound of crying, painful crying that would make anyone else's heart rip in two.
Not me, I am the one who caused the crying. I am sitting, smiling at the memories of the dark red liquid dripping going down the smooth silver blade.
The small unmoving body with a pool of liquid going around the beautiful blond hair.
The other laughing body's had the same fate of the little blond body know deep under the brown soil.
The laughing kids stop to be replaced by the sad, painful Cry's of the kid's.
"Oh, don't worry little ones........I will play in a bit, I just need to take a small tea break" softly I laughs trying to get then to stop so the people next door don't hear.
After five minutes I feel a horrible, unbareable pain going though my chest. I scream not caring if the people next door hear.
" STOP! N-NO!" My screams being drowned out by my blood gurgles and I feel warm liquid running down my face and out of my mouth.
The children are laughing again playing with the toys I got, a stench wifting though the house of death and rot, the house slowly falling apart as the old bones sit in the old decomposing chair.
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