Mr. Steelarms

Mr. Steelarms (srsl it may be very disturbing 4some viewers)

K so as said in the description, the original story and original pics are on my instagram and tumblr (both: happybunnytrashtime ) ...with that being said, let's-a-go!

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It was a late evening when Cindy gave me that disturbing drawing of a smiling creature with a white head and big circle-eyes and no arms standing with what seemed to be her and her bed.

'This is Mr. Steelarms' ,she explained when i looked confused at her, 'he tried to steal my toys so now he has arms of steel'

What a truly weird child i had to babysit tonight. 'Is that so?' I asked with a fake British accent to make her smile .
She soon went to bed. But not without my help. I had to read a pair of pages from her boring, but favorite book about a little bunny who got caught eating a pie... hu , weird, in my childhood there were only books about dogs and cats, and now... bunnies!

Clearly i wasn't the best at reading books for children, all the characters sounded so monotone when i read it outloud. By the end even i was about to fall asleep from my own voice. At least the girl was now quietly and calmly breathing and sucking her thumb like a baby.

I don't really like babysitting this late at night, but right now, being home would be worse with my parents fighting all the time. Besides, cindys parents offered me a pretty big sum of money and a chance to watch as much TV i want and eat anything in the fridge.
And Cindy wasn't a total devil. She had only eaten one of the crayons today and almost didn't make ANY mess when eating... so everything was fine.

Only this picture she gave me made me have little shivers over my spine. Sick fantasies must have roamed her head when she drew this.

Ugh, at least it wasn't that creepy pic i made with extra blood when i was about her age.

About an hour after tucking Cindy to bed and making sure she fell asleep by checking twice, i
decided to make it all warm and cozy for
me and put on the TV. Usually the TV
was filled with just weird shows at this
time, but now it actually had a pretty
interesting cartoon marathon on.
I watched it for a few hours but my closing
eyes didn't allow me to watch the
marathon till the end and i ended up
sleeping on the couch.

The reason i woke up in the middle of the night, was the television buzzing.
The channel must have ended or something blocked the signal.

Without further analysis i climbed out of the warm nest i made out of pillows and went upstairs to check on the girl once again. Im not paranoid or something like that, it's just that the news about child abduction i read the other day made me extra sensible when it comes to leaving children alone.

Reaching the last steps, sneaking through the creaking floor towards the childs bedroom i noticed something. A small smear of red paint or tomato juice seemed to lead out of the sliding-door of the closet to the parents bedroom .

The closet was one of those old ones that was made right into the wall and you could slide it open. It was open just a few inches. I took a peek inside , not opening it though because i was scared myself, and realized that it was empty.

COMPLETELY empty.

No clothes. No Cindys toys. No horrible creatures or murderers. That kinda seemed weird but i didn't really wanna see anything else but emptiness in the middle of the night.

Now this might sound strange , but after i also looked into the parents room, i noticed that everything else from there has been taken too. ALL furniture, every single painting and even the carpet was missing. Maybe a robbery? But why the closet too and not ,like , the nearby office that obviously had more expensive stuff than the bedroom? For godssake, a robber could've even taken the stuff from the bathroom! But not from such a small , old closet full of children's toys!