There You Lay Me Down To Sleep

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Blood dripping from the knife just used to slice the man's stomach rests in my hand as I watch my father's terrified and angered expression. Bringing the knife up towards him yet again stops at his face as a sinister and excited smile appears on my face, "Smile daddy" I say as I cut into his mouth. Screams are forcefully thrown into the air each second I cut more and more into his face. I smile to myself as I hear the screams, symphony to my ears. Inspecting his face after cutting a permanent smile so he doesn't look so cold anymore, notice his nose doesn't now fit his newly founded face. "Hmmm" I say to myself, "your nose doesn't fit your face any more daddy, don't worry I'll fix that!", bringing the knife covered in a gorgeous crimson red to his face start cutting his nose off. "Ahhh!, daddy stop freaking moving. Beauty is Pain!" I yell at him. "Oops" I say as my face contorts to shock, "I'm sorry daddy, I didn't mean to say a bad word." "Oh well, already said is done" I continue saying as his flesh is ripping from the sharp object being sliced through his nasal cavity. "Look, you look so good daddy!" I squeal as I bring a mirror into his view. Screams of pain, horror and shock are being thrown into the air as he sees himself in the mirror, Blood dripping down his face. I want to go up to him and lick it all up. Taste the metallic tasting substance, bath in it, savour it, but... I'm not too sure if it's good for my health. "I'll search it up later" I say to myself. Smiling, I praise myself on how good I have done, "daddy your face is done, now I just need to do the rest of you!". "Hmmm" I say to myself, "I already have done your stomach, how about your legs?". Now cutting into his thighs creating long lines "daddy was this worth it" I say Cheerfully, "What you did to me for all those years were worth it?" I say, words getting less cheerful and more dark and cold, with the biggest smile still on my face. "Stabbing me, cutting me, burning me, hitting me, suffocating me, starving me, and more" I say laughing through the sentence "Was it worth it" I say venom laced through every word. Bringing the knife up ready to cut into his ankle I hear a sound, "What's that" I question. Like's clocksworth I jolt awake, "ughh" I say to myself. "Damnit" I screech "It's fucking Tuesday!"