Short Horrors From My Mind

Child's Play

Tabitha:

I watched as blood splattered across the screen. The screams were music to my ears. I laughed as I watch the serial killer strip the girl of her organs. It looked like so much fun. My mom did not like when I watched such grotesque shows, but I loved it.

I find myself wondering, humans are a big no no. But what about rabbits? I climb into bed that night excited to begin trials on animals. 

I wake up in the morning and go downstairs. I decided to wear a white dress so that I could watch the blood soak into my dress as I laugh. Oh what fun! I wonder if I killed the neighbors cat would they miss him? Probably not.

I went outside after saying bye to mom, as she headed to work. I went over the fence and said, "Buster, her kitty kitty kitty, Buster tsk tsk tsk." I called and made noises until the old cat came over to the fence. I cut a hole in the fence big enough for him to squeeze his fat but through. 

I picked him up and began to pet him. I went around the house to where the ax for chopping wood was. I picked it up and swung it down on the cat's head his head rolled as blood spurted everywhere. It was so much better than I thought it would be. 

It gave me a huge thrill. I chopped the cat's stomach open and pulled out his intestines. I went and got one of mom's expensive china plates. I put the cat head in the center then wrapped the intestines around the head until all was on the plate. I picked some flowers and laid them an inch apart all around it. I poked the cat's eyes out and stuck two daisy's in the sockets. 

I took the plate over to the neighbor's house and sat it by his cat door and threw the other body parts out in their yard. I went and changed took the dress outside and burned it. Although the blood made it so pretty I couldn't risk anyone pinning this on me. I mean, not like anyone would believe them I was only 11.

I go inside and watch another horror film and notice. That it is not the same. I did not hear the sweet screams from the cat. I did not get to chop up very much. A cat is a huge difference between it and humans. I smile, what about mama.

She is always nagging at me. Tonight she is mine. 

Later that night mama comes home and lays down to sleep for a bit. I take rope into her room and tie her hands and feet to the boards opposite each other. "Mama, wake up." I whisper in her ear. She jolts awake and tries to move, "Tabitha let me out of this right now!" She yells. I take my knife and stab it into her thigh and twist it around. She lets out a blood curdling scream and I laugh I pull out the knife and do the same to the other thigh. I come up to her tear stained face as she screams I slip the knife into her eye socket and pop out her right eye. 

"This is way better than killing Buster." Mom is whimpering now, that is not enough for me. I raise her shirt and carve the number 1 into her stomach before slitting her throat and packing up my clothes.

I am going to get out of town before they come looking for her. 

10 years later:

"Notorious serial killer Tabitha Lynn. Has finally been caught she has been moving from town to town and murdering since she was 11 years old. She is now facing the death penalty."

I laugh I killed that girl's family and told her to turn herself in as me. Well as much as I could, because you see. That girl is my daughter and we share the same genes. I killed her brother and father in front of her. Hehe, now I can keep killing. It will take them awhile to figure out that she isn't me. But until they do, I can keep up my masterpieces.