The Cudduler

" Ahhh" my little sister Anabeth( but I call her Anna) shrieked at the monster on tv with the red hair in a dolls body.

" Come on Anna! it's not that bad. Chuckys actually kind of cute!" I laughed at her as she hide under the covers of my bed. my bedroom was sky blue with a touch of purple.

" Yes! it is! And how is he cute. he's a evil, doll that kills people, how is that cute?!?!?"

" If he's not cute your not cute." I didn't mean it. I was just saying thy to prove a point. my sister was beautiful. she had beach blonde hair with hazel eyes. while I was plane. I had brown hair with blue eyes.

" He kills for fun." she said flatly. " I have tea party's. how am I not cute?" se said with a fake flip of her hair. we laughed together.

I got up and flipped the light to off. I jumped on the bed grabbing her. " there! is that better?" I asked trying to tickle her. " Lilly..." she whispered.

" Yes?" I mocked. " who is that?" I looked to where she was pointing. it was raining out so it was dark and glum. a flash of lightning and I saw... wait. we're did he go? I got up and searched my room. nothing. hump.

Ok. maybe I was imagining it. " ok Anna, time for bed." I said. I fell into deep sleep forgetting about the imaginary man outside my window.

Next day...

When I woke up I opened my eyes lazily to find....

Oh.my. GOD!!!!!! I jumped off the bed into the corner and rocked my self holding my knees tightly. I saw my dead sister lying in a pool of blood. she seemed to be stabbed 56 times and she had open gashes on her arms that still looked fresh. on her body was a note. it read:

Thanks for the cuddle