Kuchisuke Onna

Japan

One day I was walking down the street just listening to music. Alone... I knew it was risky to walk alone these days but Lizzy (The girl I usually walk with) was sick so I had no choice. I tried to keep my mind of the thought of... Kuchisuke Onna. Her story terrifies me. She was a beautiful women in Japan and she would go up to everyone asking "am I pretty?" Everyone would reply yes and she would go on with her day. One day her husband found out that she was cheating on him. He wanted his revenge. He walked up behind her and slit open her checks with long scissors. Not too long after she died and came back as a vengeful spirit Kuchisuke Onna or the slit mouthed women. I continue down the street and then I came to an alley. The sun was still out so I didn't worry as much but my heart was beating a little faster and I started jogging. I heard a small women's voice behind me.
"Hold on child" I stopped cold in my tracks. I knew it was her... she was behind me. Her voice was sweet and she didn't sound like a murderer at all. I was to scared to turn around but I had a feeling that I had too... I was forced to.
"Hello? I called out" I saw a dark figure standing out at the edge of the alley. She slowly walked closer to me. She had beautiful eyes and really pretty hair... but she also had a mask and I knew what it was hiding. She finally was standing right in front of me. My heart was beating so loud I was sure she could hear me.
" Do you think I'm pretty?" Those words echoed in my mind over and over and over... rattling against my brain. I felt like I was going to throw up.
She asked again "Do you think I'm pretty?" She sounded more annoyed this time.
"Yes you're very beautiful" I responded to her. I knew what happens next... she took another step closer to me and started to move her arm closer to her mouth. She was now holding the mask and was starting to reveal her spilt smile.
"Do you think I'm pretty now?" She had a twisted look on her face. She knew she was going to make someone else "pretty" like her. Well she thought she knew.
"So-so" I replied. The most confused look washed over her face and I bolted down the street. I didn't stop running until I knew I was safe in my room. I cried in my bed and screamed every time her face came into my head... I couldn't get it out of my mind. I decided I was going to move out of Japan... somewhere far away.