Crybaby

// tag you're it //

your mother said to pick the very best girl,
and that i am.

// tag, you're it //

I locked the door behind me. Mother was drunk as usual, sobbing about the husband she killed and her disappointment of a son. I couldn't stand her blabbering, so I decided to take a walk outside.

My eyes landed on the ice cream truck a few houses away. I didn't want ice cream right now. Maybe I should go to the park and throw stones at the pond.

As I was walking, the truck followed me slowly. Should I run? The truck would be faster than me. Maybe that's a bad idea.

I stopped. The truck stopped beside me. The tinted window was rolled down, and a seedy-looking man was inside. "Hey, kid. You seem lonely."

Once those words escaped his mouth, he started to become wolf-like. Sharp teeth, huge claws, and fur started to form.

Maybe it was just my imagination playing tricks on me.

"Come on, I have candy inside for you," he cooed. I couldn't move; I was just frozen in place.

Then I ran.

The sound of the truck's door startled me. My little legs ran as fast as they could.

Sadly, I was not fast enough.

He cupped his hand over my mouth. My muffled screams would never be heard. After dropping me in the back of the truck, he drove hastily back to his place.

I couldn't get out. The backdoor was locked and the only way to get out was through the driver's side.

I did the only thing I was good at, and that was crying.

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ok so the pedo man became a wolf because of her imagination. cry baby is only a kid. she would think the pedo man is the bad wolf you read about in nursery rhymes.

also i straight up kept on thinking the bad wolf ice cream man was that fox from zootopia lmao