"La, la, la, he, he, he." She pranced around Lydia's dead body. "LAUGH!"
Lydia was being just as rude as the boy she'd taken the life of. Why couldn't they see how funny this was? "Come on you little party pooper, time to hide in this pretty rose bush. Thank GOODNESS the roses are white so the red queen won't get mad at you for painting them red."
She drug the body behind the bush, patted her head, and skipped toward the direction Taylor ran. "Time to get your little friend, time to get your little friend.
"KNIFEY!" She screamed to her blood covered knife. "I forgot to wash you! I'm so sorry, but we haven't got time now."
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POV of the girl:
I can see her house. I know it's her house. I saw her go in it. She didn't know I was watching. I saw her climb over her fence. I hope she laughs with me. SHE HAS TO LAUGH WITH ME!!! THIS IS HILARIOUS!!! She probably thinks I'm crazy. I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy. I'M. NOT. CRAZY!!! Something happened. It's not my fault. I think he's watching. Does he know what I'm thinking? Who am I kidding? Of course he does! How dare I underestimate him? Stupid, stupid, stupid! I'm gonna get you Taylor. I see her. She's looking
at me. I see her eyes. She's scared. I'm gonna get her. I'll make her laugh. I skip down the side walk and up her porch.
"Knock, knock."
___________________________ Yes, this chapter and the last chapter have the same ending words. I love writing chapters specifically about the girl. I get to be as wacko as I want.
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Psychopath
HorrorSome would call her nuts. Some would call her off her rocker. But after...she... changed, most all called her completely psychotic!
