The Little Murderer

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic


All I remember was running…running for my life…as I was being chased by this little girl age 10, trying to stab me with a knife. Again and again. She had pigtails, hair color brown, she was dressed all in white. Such a pretty, nice gown. She looked almost angelic, besides the lust for blood in her eyes. I couldn’t help but look back as I ran…look back in surprise. When I thought I could run no more, she threw the knife, and it missed by an inch. I couldn’t help but scream, as I quickly flinched. She had a look of anger as I dodged her attack. She ran towards me once again, and took her knife back. She reached out to grab my hair, but there was no hair to grab. I tried once again to get up and run, but all I heard…all I felt…was STAB! STAB! STAB! And I fell back…feeling the overwhelming rush of blood running down my body…feeling the overwhelming rush of death…feeling myself slowly losing each and every breath…the last thing I saw was the girl, standing over me, with a grin as wide as her face…her knife in my stomach, stuck in place…her laugh as she quickly yanked it out of me, as I gasped, and took my last breath…then I saw nothing but darkness…as I welcomed my long lost friend…death…


Submitted: June 10, 2021

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