"don't worry, daddy's here"I bit my lip, me and the beautiful girls eyes connected. her hazel eyes reflected the image of the moon
"oh thank you! thanks y-you" she trembled and stuttered her words. she smiled through her tears. I reached my hand out and dried her tears from her soft glowing cheeks . I smiled at her while removing my mask. I gripped my machete and swung, separating her neck from her shoulders. a loud laugh came from my lungs. some people would say I'm sick for finding entertainment in purging. I think not after all, it is my civil right.
2 hours in, I got down onto my knee and covered my hands in the blondes still warm blood. I began to paint a big 'M' on the centre of the road.
