"Daddy!" I heard my daughter call my name. The sound of her voice is music to my ears.
I come walking over with our Mint Chocolate ice cream, that we get every Monday evening after First grade, at around 4.
She jumped into my arms, her in one arm and ice cream in the other. I couldn't ask for more.
"I wish Lilly was here to play with me." My daughter said. Lilly was her 7 year old friend she had met at school. I didn't tell my daughter, but she was a complete psychopath. She had killed an old folks man we knew, and her wife. I almost started tear up. Her parents paid for her to stay out of Jail. Rich bastards.
"But I'm here to play with you!" I said
"Yeah!"
We kept eating our Mint Chocolate ice cream, and continued playing in the park.
"The day was perfect. This was all I could ever wish for."
I told the officer. My shirt was soaking wet from the tears and had rips at the bottom from my anger and hatred. This is the story, about when my 6 year old daughter, went missing.
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Go check out Potato_11 noo book called 'Fright Factory' :D (Lilly's full story)
SPOILER ALERT:
Lilly is spelled with 5 letters in it.
Spelled with 5 is Lilly.
Coincidence?
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Mystery / ThrillerWe kept eating our Mint Chocolate ice cream, and continued playing in the park. "The day was perfect. This was all I could ever wish for." I told the officer. My shirt was soaking wet from the tears and had rips at the bottom from my anger and hatr...
