What I am

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Sunday night, living in this house of four bed two baths isn't as fun as it use to be.

Looking out the window at the barn he puts on black leather gloves.

This was once a happy home, my mother, my father ….. my sister… such a peaceful life on the farm….

Storm clouds creeped through the night sky, he adjusted his glasses smiling.

(Cough cough)

A young girl set in a barn hands and feet chained...

Every time I wake up I'm here….why me? My body hurts... I'm so hungry….

That man that kidnapped me this morning, I-I….

Tears dripped onto her knees, each tear showed on her knees clean a tiny bit of dirt...

Please God please…..

More thunder, he took out a glass and a bottle of sweet red wine, he put on Moonlight Sonata.

It'll rain soon.

He set the glass down grabbing his knife and shovel.

It's time…. Taking his raincoat he walked slowly toward the barn.

Let's see what our little friend is up too.

Ouch….it's no use the chains are to tight. No, stop it you can do this…

Pulling harder on the chain her hand was starting to slide thru.

Scream little baby, cry if you like...

Her body jumped at the sudden echo…

W-what?

Daddies going to come and take your life...

No...no… panicking she tugs and pull at the chains once more. No....he-help me... Giving up she cried harder.

And if that baby doesn't scream

Stop it please…...n-no... please….

Daddies going to have  to make…her...bleed..

Awwwwwwww!!??

Lifeless, as he gazed at her body he took his mask off. He unchained her body, open the cellar and drugged her body down.

What as shame, what a waste. Oh well life goes on, time to cremate…. Ha ha ha ha!!!

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