Friends Of Crime

Katherine Packson

"Daddy stop your hurting me!" Yelled a little 7 year old blonde girl. "Oh I'm sorry hun" Said a man he had light dirty blonde hair and green eyes and a insane grin on his lips.

The little girl sobbed as blood ran down her legs from cuts her Father traced on her. "does this hurt?" He stabbed his hunting knife in her thigh as she screamed in pain.

She laid on the ground tears falling off the edges of her face. "Now let's see how you do in the closet, hm?" Her father said as he dragged her body by her white blonde hair.

'The closet' was an alful place it has hunting knifes, guns, razer sharp spikes poked out from every which way, and was so small, Katherine couldn't stand being in small places, that's why her father always putt her in there.

"Please don't putt me in there, I swear I won't do it again!" Katherine cried as her father pulled her to the door. "To late for that now sweet" he said as he threw her in the closet her head barley missing a spike. She banged on the door "Please let me out!" She screamed.

She looked around and saw the walls closing in on her she sat in the ground holding her head. "Stop, stop, STOP PLEASE AHHHH!!!" She screamed on the top of her lungs.

Her world started to spin all around her, she screamed her head hurt so much, she clenched her head, She felt as if she was going insane. "STOP IT!!!!" She yelled again, till everything stopped.

All she could hear was her own heavy breathing. She felt as if all her worries went away she looked around and started to giggle.

She touched the end of one and but flinched back and looked at her index finger it was bleeding, she looked at it. She looked down and saw blood dripping from her wounds.

"Hello, Katherine" Katherine looked around for the voice she just herd. "Hello?" She called out. "Hello Katherine, don't bother looking around, I'm in your head, your the only one who can hear me, my name Mela" Mela said.

"That was my mom's name" Katherine said "yes, I know your the one who named me, do you want to be free?" Mela asked.

"Yes I do" Said the little girl. "Alright I need you to grab a knife and hide it in you dress" Mela said. Katherine grabbed a hunting knife and hid it under her dress.

"Good, now grab a loaded gun and shoot a hole next to the door knob, then stick your hand out and open the door" Said the voice. Katherine grabbed a gun and shot four times making a hoke big enough for her little hand.

She putt her hand through it and turned the knob, the door opened she walked out. "Now find your dad, we are gonna have a little fun" Mela said.

Katherine limped down the dark hallway twords the living room where she saw her father sitting and watching TV a bear bottle in his hand.

Katherine smiled at what Mela said to do. Katherine limped up behide her father's chair she climed up not making a sound and put the knife up to his neck, her small and covered his mouth.

He squirmed but his body fell limb as Katherine slit his throat. She walked up to his body and crouched down infront of his face. "I. Hate. You" she said she took the knife and stabbed it in his none beating heart.

She pulled it out and started to walked twords her room, a insane smile on her face, as she dragged the knife along the wall.