Chapter 7

There standing one-by-one

We're gonna have some fun

All alone and nowhere to go

Slow and painful is my motto

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The moon light reflected in the small eyes of the young girl before him. Everything was quite except for the faint screams. It was late at night and a full moon was present. There was a storm brewing and it was going to rain soon, so this had to be quick.

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His hands started to jerk with eagerness as he saw the small young girl trembling with fear before him. He started to sing a nursery rhyme to make the girl feel more comfortable, but it made her tremble even more. There were tears streaming down her face. He knew that that what he was doing was wrong but he couldn't help himself. She was so young and pretty, but had nothing to live for.

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He stretched his hands out before him and went to grab the young girls neck. He stared her directly in the eyes and said, "You have no future" before applying excessive force to her small, fragile neck. She tried to scream, but the force behind his hands was too much to bear.

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She slowly fell to the floor, lifelessly. He knew she was dead but couldn't help himself. He found the baseball bat on the floor and smashed her skull in. He walked away leaving her in the sand. Dead.