The Little Ones

To Hell

I ran into the woods and kept running until I was deep enough not to recognizes the landscape. "Are you there?!" I scream, "Are you!?" my face is burning hot and my pulse is pounding, all I can think is... I need to kill them. "Come out you freaks! come out and play girls! don't you want to see your family again?! hu? On wait you won't be able to... cause they went to heaven... and you're going to hell!" I load my gun and scream, "Get out here bitches! it's either you or me! and one of us is going to hell tonight!" I heard a familiar sound and I smiled as childeren's laughter filled my ears, and wind whipped around me. the sound came from every where and I couldn't see anyone but that was alright, this was what I was use to coming from those girls. I tightened my grip on the gun as the laughter died of I looked around they where nowhere then I heard right beside my ear.

"You said you wanted to play?" I whipped around but nothing was there.

"Damn it." I murmur my eyes darting around.

"Let's play." I whip around again and there they are standing right in front of me close enough to touch they stare up at me with their heads cocked to the side. I choke and stumble back. to late. one has grabbed my waste and is digging it's claws deep into my back. I cry out in pain and the other jumps forward and knock me to the grown. I might be fighting little girls, but they have the strength of fully grown men. the one around my waist is now taring at my clothes trying to dig into my stomach, and the one that knocked me over has it's cold bony hands rapped around my neck and is laughing Looking into my eyes and smiling. tears came to my eyes. it laughed haeder as it tightened it's grip on my neck, like I was her doll, a play thing that she had no sympathy for, no it was odiously more then that, she enjoyed it, she loved to kill and I was her next victim. I dug my hand into my pocket and through a handful of salt on to both the girls, they let out an ear splitting shriek and fell to the ground writhing in pain. I shuffled back and struggled to my feet. as the two screamed and cried I picked up my gun and aimed it.

"I told you one of us is going to hell tonight... tell me how the weather is down there." 'BANG' 'BANG'