This girl will eventually meet a boy.
This boy will fall for this girl.
Her past is unknown to this boy.
She laughs privately to herself.
He has no clue what's in store for him.
It is all planned out.
The girl will have him.
"Add him to the Collection." she says.
"He is very pretty." she says.
"I love you." he says.
She smiles and pretends to love.
But all she can think of is the blood under his skin.
"I want you to meet my friends." she says.
He is happy.
The boy comes to her house.
As she closes they door, she is the only one who knows.
"To the Collection" she whispers.
They eat food and share drink.
The girl can't wait any longer.
The monster is impatient.
Thinking of which parts she likes the best.
She leads him to the bedroom.
"Lie down. Rest your head." she tempts.
He will never wake up again.
In the bedroom.
Her friends lie, hungry.
Waiting to be fed she hushes them.
"Don't wake the Sleeping Beauty." she tells her friends.
She carefully lifts the boy.
Not to wake him.
She takes him down.. down.. down.
Pin this hand down. Then this one.
Strap this foot down. Then the next.
I want his throat open.
Her friends beckon to her.
The monster is waiting.
"Now we wait til Sleeping Beauty awakes."
"La,la,la,la." she sings.
Her singing awakes the boy.
His shrieks of horror alert the girl.
"Welcome to Paradise. We can play games and have fun." she sings to him.
His screams increase in sound.
"La,la,la,la. What game shall we play today?"
She grabs her best friend in her hand.
"What do you want to play?" she asks her.
The friend glints in the light hanging above the boy.
The boy scream, she laughs.
The girl advances on the boy.
She slides her friend over his cheek.
Leaving a red line along his face.
"Let us play."
"I want you to meet my other friend."
"She is very nice but she has a sharp tongue."
Her other friend slices through his right knee.
He cries out in pain.
The nest is his collarbone.
"Mmm. I enjoy this. Don't you!" her friend jerked and lodged itself into his shin.
"My other friend has to go now. Say goodnight!"
"But don't cry. My friend is coming back out to play."
Her friend jumps on the boy and starts to tear into his flesh.
Slicing a piece of skin off his arm.
One slice after another.
She continues to slice large and small pieces of his skin off.
He continues to scream.
She continues to laugh.
Her friend rests on the his wrist and slowly scraps his soft skin.
"La,la,la,la." she sings.
"Welcome to Death. Shall we play? It is great fun." she giggles.
"ISN'T THIS FUN?!" she yells.
The boy only reply is tears and more screams for help.
"NO ONE CAN HEAR YOU! YOU WILL ALWAYS BE WITH ME!"
"YOU CAN NEVER LEAVE ME!" she yells.
She dices him up.
Plucks his eyes.
Savours the taste of his heart.
All she can feel is complete pleasure.
Her mind is racing with lust.
"You're so pretty in red." the girl caresses his face.
The boy looked up at her, pleadingly.
"Please." he begs.
The girl puts her finger over his lips.
"Shh. This is fun."
Taking her friend, she drags it against his stomach pressing in.
His scream echo in her room.
Her laugh joins the echoes.
And soon he lies on the gurney in pieces.
The beating in her chest starts to race.
It is over.
"We played the game. Wasn't it fun?" she laughed to herself collecting her prizes.
Placing them upon the shelf in their rightful jars.
"Let's play again okay?"
